Friday I got home... "Finally, I can rest! Wait a second, whose voice is that?"
It was my niece.
Staying with us for a full week.
At least I can sleep as many hours as I want now, but still... As soon as I leave the room in the morning to take a piss or to go to lunch, I can't get any rest. Even now... As I'm writing this, the flood of questions and trying to climb my chair doesn't stop... This 5yr old terrorist has never-ending energy.
My brother arrives on Friday and take her. Guess what, on Friday, I have work hahaha
How fun would it be if I had a day to actually rest?
Ah... I can rest on my grave, right?
Anyway, I did play on Sunday game. My coaches kept telling me we were in dire need of players, especially on the secondary, so I made the sacrifice.
Almost made 2 interceptions, and playing on offense I did some great blocking.
Our team finally tried and scored with passes, that opened up our running game and we beat them up 33-7. Even our kicker scored 3 out of 5 extra points.
It was a good game.
In two weeks we're going to Galiza to fight the Spaniards.
What else do we have to say?
Too much and too little.
I need a break.
From everything.
From everyone.
Talk more later. When this brat goes to sleep.
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