In my optimism I cooked up some fresh ravioli that had been in the fridge for a week, even though it smelt funny. One mouthful was plenty for me to know it wasn’t gonna work. Absolutely vile. Put me in a right old mood.
It doesn’t help that the weather is slipping. June approaches, let’s keep this summer thing going a bit longer shall we? I’m not ready for long nights and jumpers again quite yet. I’m never really ready for long nights and jumpers but I’ll be better at it if I’ve been able to work on my tan going in.
I did manage to have a good lunch, in fact I’ve generally been sure to feed myself excellently today, but I can’t hold my hand up and tell you it was a good day. Mister achieveyface was not coming to play. I need to be hustling, working the angles, reminding partitioners and casting professionals how bloody marvellous I am and how lucky they are that right now I just happen to be free!!
So yeah. Rest rest rest. Me me me. Largely today has been the inside of a flat and the inside of a head. I put shoes on thinking I was gonna go shopping but then found some oat milk. I did some laundry. Had a bath. Paid someone and someone paid me. “Adulting”.
I nearly pulled up a load of carpet but the prospect of the dust put me off. And the work. Was feeling spectacularly demotivated all day long. It’s gonna go soon though that old carpet… It was meant to go in march!
Not today though. Today was slow despite it being a work day and I mustn’t do that too often but from time to time it is permissible. Back to work tomorrow. I’m turning in words without thought tonight. It’s like I’m already asleep.
AlBarclay 