A slight change in diet today. Cheesy scrambled eggs with blended spinach, and Yorkshire pudding.

Same dinner as yesterday, but with Big Boy O this time – tagliatelle with lardons, mushrooms, blended creamy spinach, and steamed fish.

After harassing my surgeon’s secretary for days, I’ve also finally got an appointment for my cyst removal surgery this Friday.

I picked up Big Boy O for our “parent-child date” concept, to spend quality 1:1 time with him, like I did with Baby F last week. Big Boy O is definitely more fidgety and hyper-active than Baby F, and got on my nerves more than Baby F did, despite being 10, whereas Baby F is only 5. And I gave him that feedback… oops. He asked me to play chess with him, and I agreed to it since I never usually do because I’m busy with housework, work, and it’s just difficult to play chess with him when Baby F is also around. He very kindly offered to let me refer to his chess book during the game. I declined to use his chess book as reference during the game, but did flip through the pages beforehand – at his insistence – while he was showering. So we played a game of chess… and I did much better than I had expected. I had expected him to checkmate me quite quickly and handily, because he is a better player than I am, and studies chess moves, reads chess books, watches chess YouTube channels, solves chess puzzles etc. Whereas my ex could checkmate me in 4-5 moves. Instead, we managed to play until quite close to the end, when he advised me to resign, which I did. And he graciously accepted my resignation. I think if I didn’t make some stupid and clear mistakes (because I’m inexperienced in chess), I might perhaps been able to have checkmated him. But in any case, I managed to foil his plan a few times. Partly because he did give me some hints, partly because it was obvious. But he does trash talk and is a bit arrogant. It was nice that Big Boy O and I got to spend some time together and do something he enjoyed together.