I was broken today. La Serpiente and I went down to the climbing wall, but I’d failed to have coffee and felt deathly tired. In between getting static shocks from my daughter every time I touched her arm, I felt like death, devoid of energy, struggling with even the easiest problems on the wall. Should have had a day off, I guess.
Later, the two of us walked down to get French fries from Five Guys, and my daughter also asked for a milk shake. So between that and the post climbing doughnut, Daddy Daughter Day was basically Disastrous Diet Day. The shake was tasty though.
We walked back home, by which point both of us were exhausted, and more coffee didn’t help much. All I wanted was to crawl away and hide for a few hours. I suppose that’s what the dentist is for on Monday…