Life is like an open jornel just waiting to be read

I began my Satureday morning at 8:45 a.m. by going out into the kitchen to eat my breakfast. Once I had done so I had washed some dish's before I had brushed my teeth. I then put on what I once use to call my running shorts and a t-shirt so as to go ride the swin air dine for thiry minutes. At 10:00 I had returned to my bedroom to do my weight exercises arms and legs. I then folded some laundry that was dry, thus putting it away. At 10:30 I did my stretching. At 11:00 I then took my shower thus getting ready for the rest of the day. At 11:25 I had started a laod of laundry. At 11:30 I had gone for my computer and worked on rewriting my poems into a notebook. At 12:15 I then hung a load of laundry to dry on the clothing rack. At 12:15 I then wiped some dish's that I had washed. I then continued to put my poety into a notebook off of my laptop. At 12:45 I then lied down to rest for an hour. I then got up and made myself a grilled cheeze for lunch. At 2:30 I continued to recopy some poems into my notebook. At 3:20 my grandmother had called. We spoke briefly. I then went back on line. At 4:30 I then ate dinner. at 5:00 I then did my speech and breathing exercises Once I had so I then went back to my bedroom to blog.