That's how it can go. This morning I thought I had nothing planned for today and I'd manage to prepare for two or three days for a change and work a bit on I won't say what - I know, wishful thinking - and then I think about my foot and nail care just in time... and then, as usual, my best inner circle friends surprise me. In the middle of smoking, of course. Result: what I can't do today, I'll put off until tomorrow. And Fiji got the worst of it. Once through the cloud of smoke and all her plans have also been cancelled.
What? Are you talking to me?
I better pretend I haven't heard anything
No one at home. I'm chilling.
