I get home from work to an empty house, no cries from Claudia, no whinging from George, no looks of despair from Sharon. Well if they've left me at least they left the car and the plasma with the Wi. But no, or mais non as they say in France, 30 minutes later I get a call from Sharon. They're just around the corner, have a large glass of wine ready. After an afternoon at a little friends house George didn't want to come home and threw a huge tantrum. This lasted the 20 minutes it took Shaorn and her friend to get him into the buggy and most of the 20 minute walk home. When I open the door to them Sharon is ready to cry, George's hair is plastered to his head with sweat from the tantrum and Claudia is smiling happily. I decide I should probably help Sharon out before going for my run. It's late so a quick round of milk, teeth done, no Peppa Pig, up the stairs, into sleeping bag things, quick chat to George about his behaviour, into bed, Dinosaur story and lights out.About 30 minutes later than usual I am outside ready for my run. After 5 minutes of trying to pick up a satellite signal I give up. I should be doing 4 fast 800 metre runs, instead I decide to do a fast but not as fast 4 miles as I know the route. Lucky for my blog there was drama before I left as the run was fast, good but uneventful. I return home a sweaty mess, Sharon is better but still fairly stressed, probably not helped by me banging around in the kitchen as she tries to watch TV and relax. By 9:30 after several lapses into sleep on the sofa Sharon goes to bed, allowing my to write my blog, watch the footy and play Football Manager on the PSP. The day ends on a high - Crawley Town managed by Paul Gardner win the Blue Square Premier and are promoted to League 2!
FCB - 4 DP - 3 H - 3
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