Back to Halloween Walking, but with the added fun of starting to really worry about money. It’s my own doing though and I can find a way out. Just have to act quickly. And pull back. Cheap eating and the fact I’m sober is helping. There’s really no point in drinking non alcoholic beer in a pub but for the social imperative to have a hand to mouth action while you’re in the place. It’s weird sugarwater. I eschewed it and drove home as soon as work was over.
Afternoon was a happy break. Claire is in the Harry Potter thing in the West End. She gets out between shows at about half four, so I went and hung out with her briefly for a coffee. She’s thrilled about the American thing – we looked at the tour dates and it is all too brief but still … I’m excited at the chance to see parts of the world I’ve not been to before. It’ll be over before it has started but the end of it will be the beginning of spring. I’m happy I’ll be distracted for winter. Just have to line things up before I go. I really really need somewhere that isn’t the most expensive place in Canterbury for me to put my ten wheelie wardrobes. The rest of the stuff in there I’m not really concerned about. I’ll have to find some sort of solution to all of Christine’s worldly possessions, as they are gonna become more and more of an expensive hindrance. They were only meant to be for a short time and I’m starting to regret my generosity now, as I both suspected and was told that I would.
Practicality. Damn. I need to be better at that stuff.
The walk will pay a bit I’m sure, but not loads. Oof. I’d do a commercial right now… Where’s all that telly work I thought I’d have when I got this old? Hope springs eternal. Being more efficient with the movement of stuff is key to this clearance work. I’ve got the rest of it down. Need to be activated and ruthless with the last piece of the puzzle.
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