It’s a strange pleasure having no work suddenly. Sure there are things I could be doing, should be doing, will be doing, but I can let myself off the hook at the moment so I am. I’m not going full teenager here, Lou leaves for work early so I’m up when she goes. Cup of coffee and I drag my laptop into the bedroom. I sit in bed with coffee once Lou is away and boot up the machine. The cats know the drill already, they lie either side of me essentially blocking me in on the bed and forcing me to stay there are lounge with them. So I do. Once my daily admin is done I can’t leave the officebed as I’m trapped by cats, trapped I tell you. So I might boot up a computer game for a bit, stream old episodes of South Park, or maybe read my book. I won’t be having a nap anymore as Halloween walk is over and I’m less likely to be in need of extra sleep as I’m not dousing my liver in neat booze five or six times a week. Feeling a little bit less shit.
Before lunch is time for my morning walk, probably up to Heidi in The Royal Hospital, combined with a stop at the post office should it be necessary. Some groceries if urgent, maybe something for lunch. Today though that was covered. I reopened my Nonna Tonda, which is not a cheap service sending easy cook yummy fresh pasta meals once a week. It’s not cheap but it’s a good meal ten minutes after you’ve thought about it and I’m grateful for it every single time.
Brian and I had lunch together, his day today was comfortingly similar to mine. Then the afternoon shot by and Lou was back from work, sitting in dusky Battersea Park beside me. Friday night and neither of us wanted to go out to eat, we had curry at home, now post prandial and she’s looking at luggage while I think about my day. “What the fuck am I gonna write about, I’ve done fuck all.”
My chamomile is at perfect drinking temperature. I’m very happy with things right now. Sad that Lou will be back home tomorrow and then both of us will be on our travels before long…
AlBarclay 