It was an early one today. S was up just after 5:30, hustling downstairs to catch the men’s hockey gold pregame that started at 6:10. I woke around 6:30 to the sound of coffee being made — and he was back up for a refill by 7. I finally gave in, made my own mug, and joined him for what turned into a wild game. Matt was at a small pub, while Nathan and Renn were watching from their house too.
Nail-biting overtime. Edge-of-the-seat tension. And then… heartbreak. Such a tough loss.
I came upstairs after and into productivity — finished and published Friday’s blog. S migrated back to the bedroom to watch the remaining Olympic events on the final day. I joined him with my laptop and chipped away at more posts. I cannot lie in bed without a streaming series. So it was vacuuming, wrapping up my custom nightstand tutorial, getting it published, shared and sent off where needed.
Tuna sandwiches for lunch and then the closing ceremonies. S didn’t make it very far — out cold not long after it began. I wasn’t overly captivated either, so by 1 I ran to town for groceries because the fridge was looking bleak. Back home, groceries unloaded, a bit more computer work, and I caught the tail end of the ceremonies still carrying on.
B arrived around 3:30, which motivated S to finally get dressed. He and I took the dogs for a walk to the gate and back. It was -9 but felt sharper with that wind cutting through. B fed the horses and then settled inside to continue her scrub cap creations.
B finished one scrub cap while I scrubbed pots and pans. S hit the bed again and called his mom. B tidied her things and headed home. We tried to get back into Peaky, but he was asleep in short order. I carried on with two episodes of the America’s Next Top Model documentary before finally calling it.
And just like that — Olympics over. The house may need a new identity tomorrow.
The only part of the Olympics that I caught was the figure skating and hockey at your house.
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