Same day, same old

So....
we went out for a bike ride, me, him and the two little ones the third little one being with his dad.
We fell out, we fell in again. Back to normal. Coffee at cafe, smoothie for the kids, then home.

Home and cooking and lunch.
Eating.

Small boy goes to friends, dad gets lost on the way there.
I decide to go through a paper pile, remembering that that is what I have promised myself.
This paper pile is no ordinary one.
This pile of papers has been there for three years, and comprises of letters, pictures, receipts, rubbish. Belonging to the whole family. The pile occasionally collapses, morphs into two smaller piles and then gets rebuild.

I will dissemble it. I have been working on it for three days - (on and off).
Today I will complete the task.

You never know I may find some long forgotten treasure.
I may get my life back.