Lou knitted me a pair of thick woolly socks. They’re in racing green. The first time I put them on it was the middle of the afternoon and I fell asleep pretty much instantaneously on her sofa and had a shameless thirty minute power nap.
I’ve brought them home with me. This flat is getting fluffier by the moment.
The cats are free roaming now. Misty is still off her food after travel. Boo is a little shy and a little curious. They haven’t settled yet but it’s going in the right direction.
I put my socks on. With tracksuit bottoms. Then I switched on the electric blanket. Boo is currently installed behind me on her cosy blanket above the radiator. It’s early but I’m really not feeling the need to do anything other than kip. The socks seem to have that effect, to propel me to sleepiness. So I’m enjoying their warmth and the warmth of the blanket. I’m gonna be asleep soon I think.
It was a good costume fitting today, although there was some small misunderstanding regarding my waist size. My trousers were all huge. The jackets and coats though, they all worked very well. We were up at Angels in Brent Cross. Incredible facility, beautifully appointed and filled with extraordinary costumes and underpaid staff. It’s the most expensive and has the most incredible range. They can command the prices they ask for.
Modern stuff for me though. A good selection. Already I’m getting a good feel for my guy. He buys a new shirt instead of washing it.
I’m getting sleepy early in the evenings these days. I’ll have to start writing these earlier. The dark nights are sending me to torpor and I’m letting it happen. It’s cold, why be awake? At least the mornings can be bright. That’s the time.
Two dozy blogs in a row. I blame the socks. Happy to have a better view of my external character. Still many unknowns but that’s always the case. All I can do is show up ready.
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