Another weekend

My weekend has become a routine. Saturday house cleaning, boodschappen te doen, gym and fitness, then Sunday cleaning again, laundry, some books, some games, TV, then Monday again, repeat. Sometimes though, good friends will ask me to K. And to break the routine, which is a good thing from psychological point of view, I always go (nearly everytime). This time was no exception. It is always fun to scream the life out of me to the mic!