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Saturday, October 5, 2013
Back home from camp a day early
I had began my Saturday morning at camp by spening a little extra time sleeping. Until 10:00 a.m. to be exact, before venturing into the camp where my mother was preparing tonight's meal for my father and his friends. Once in the camp, I had sat down to drink my hot cocoa and eat some fruit while my mother had made me a grilled peanutbutter and bananna sandwhich. Once I had finished eating, I then preceded to wash the dish's and pick up the kitchen. At 10:30 I then packed up my things, closed up the bunk house, I then left for home with my mother. We had arrived home at 11:45. Once the car was unpacked, I then went to my bedroom to put things away. At 12:00 I then went outside to do some raking. I never realised how this would work on strengthening my legs by shifting my weight from one leg to the other as I raked. Just like p.t. at WestSide but in a different fashion. At 1:10 I then went inside to eat a bowl of soup for lunch. I had planned to rake the entire yard, HA! As if I could do that. After I had eaten my lunch, I had taken a shower before laying down to rest at 1:50. I had slept until 4:25 before getting. I then went into the kitchen to have a cup of hot cocoa. At 5:00 I then spoke to my sister Barbara on the telephone. After doing so I then pulled out my stretching exercises and began to do just that, stretch. At 5:45 I had called my grandmother to see how her day had gone. After doing so, I had sat down to blog before dinner.
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