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06.15 – 06.21

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Life

The cat continues to shit in the kids’ room. Hard to tell if this is a protest, or if its litter box isn’t big enough and/or if it’s a bit thick. Maybe a bit of all three.

The low point of the week was the builder laying the bathroom floor tiles without checking with us how we wanted them. I don’t think me or Σσ thought we had an opinion until we saw how they’d been laid when it became clear our opinion was ‘not that’. I thought I’d saved the day when I pulled a row of them up so that they could be offset, but it transpired Σσ and I were also at cross purposes and for a few hours the situation shook the very bedrock of our relationship. Ultimately we have accepted that it’s good enough and the primary reason we were so hung up on it is likely because it is the only thing in the bathroom that was ‘done’. I’m hoping we’ll largely not notice the bathroom floor once everything else is ready.

Decisions about the brand and shade of paint continue to require more mental energy than anyone can reasonably be expected to have.

We went round to Naomi’s in Walthamstow Saturday afternoon and (after a slightly shaky start) the kids had a lovely time with her dogs. And on Sunday we mostly hung out in Hackney Downs playground, catching up with Carla and eating Yard Sale pizza.

Saka the cat seems to be entirely comfortable around us all at this point. The only problem is he isn’t that interested in doing his business in his litter box, currently favouring the kids’ floor and the bath mat. Ηη on the other hand has now gone c. 10 weeks without shitting himself. Perhaps it’s the natural equilibrium of the world that one member of the family should always have some deep-rooted psychological toileting issue.

Running

A restorative trot in the forest to relieve the ridiculous stress of bathroom-tile-gate.

• Saturday: Lunch Run – 10.58mi at 8:04/mi