Write about something that has been: skipped.
Spent most of the day with Max. Unfortunately he wasn't feeling well enough to go to soccer class this afternoon, but hopefully it will work out for us to be back there next week.
Managed to find some time to bring another load of firewood to the house as well. It's getting to be a muddy, slushy mess out there. At least most of the snow has melted away.
Feeling remarkably tired. I guess that's what I get for actually working for a day and a half this weekend.
Let us be done with this excessive nonsense. It is not worth the time nor, indeed, the effort. Too much work, too little reward. I am certain that we can all agree on this, can we not?
Show of hands then?
One, two, three, four... oh, Bruce. We can always count on you to be the contrarian. Would it actually kill you to agree with us, just once? I think it might.
Fine. It does not matter. That is still four votes to one. The majority has spoken.
Tonight we are skipping dinner and going straight to dessert.