Twiddling Thumbs & Nipper Conundrums

Watched a cracking DVD on Friday night – Gone Girl. Worth a look if you haven’t already seen it. If you’ve read the book, probably not the same reaction, as it was the plot twists which completely hooked me.

Got up early on Saturday and did….nothing. It’s still a weird feeling now as It’s the first time in ages I have nothing on the immediate horizon to train for (Pyrenees cycle trip is still a long way off – September). So, I took the opportunity to indulge another great passion – tea & toast on the porch with the Fin Review in hand.

I love the idea of reading the Fin. Finding a little undervalued gem that no-one else has seen and turning it into an astute investment. It’s a work in progress, has been for several years now - I’m playing the long game. They’re due to come good any minute now.

In the afternoon I picked up a fridge from my grandparent’s recently sold house, saying goodbye to the place in the process. I’d spent some time there in my formative years before meeting a particularly Lovely girl (her name is Samantha). The rest is history, which you’ve all been reading about ever since.

Sunday started with a shortish 60km cycle (by recent standards anyway) down the east coast of Sydney from Watsons bay to La Perouse and back, meeting my clan back at Bronte for the final nippers of the season. When it comes to Nippers, Bodhi is a paradox. He hates waking up, protests all the way there in the car but by the end of the session cant hide his unbridled enthusiasm for the boarding & swimming. Not sure what to do. I really want him to continue with it, part selfishly as I love an excuse to go to the beach, but more importantly the water skills & safety aspect…oh and to grow into a svelte, toned and devilishly handsome lifesaver just like his dad, but with the added ability to save lives. We’ve spoken about doing it next year – he’s dead set against, we’re dead set for it. Question is, how do I let him think he’s making the decision but get my way? Dunno, but we’ve got several months to work it out. Suggestions welcome.

Later in the arvo, I put together some Ikea cabinetry – “Adult Lego” as I described it to Bodhi. Here’s me stupidly thinking it was idiot proof. As I sat for an hour trying to make sense of a missing piece of the puzzle, I scratched my head and admitted defeat.

Early onset anyone?

See ya,

Minas.