The bright early morning sun brought me into the world early again this morning. I rose, washed, weighed myself, and found I was now 16 stone and 6 or so pounds! I sought breakfast carefully.
By 9 am I was ready for work, the recycling was put out for the men coming on Saturday, I do it today, Friday, as after the Bank Holiday it is collected early Saturday morning.
Full of beans, too full I think, I checked the cars in the car park, both my downstairs neghbours were in, he possibly from a night shift. So, I then hoovered the entire shanty at that time, before he fell asleep, and I even did the bits usually missed. I then cleaned the kitchen, now with a bright shiny sink, one that is usually missed, and by 10:20 I sat down, exhausted. Changing the bed, as it is a new month, can wait till the afternoon.
I am now ready for the weekend, tidy, organised, prepared.
Then, happy with things I begin replying to my many emails, both of them, and it was then that I discovered it is Thursday!
Innit typical?
Not far from me workmen have been doing something, I know not what, at the mini-roundabouts. This means a backlog of traffic outside my window. With the road being one way, just up the road in the other direction, and with Sainsburys sitting up that way traffic continues all day. This means for the third day in a row I am 'entertained' by the 'music' coming from the open windows of each vehicle. Today, in between white youths playing Black Rap, we have heard very loud 1970's vile music, occasionally noise eminates from the car leaving me wondering if it is the exhaust that is troubled or the occupant? And many things that go 'Tish Boom' repeatedly, it is indeed a delight.
I raided the fridge for less fattening centres and failed to find any. What I ate tonight finished off what was lying around, I think it may finish off me! Now, as I settle into the evening routine I notice my left foot is fat! My weight is slipping down there. Now I enter a positive weight loss regime, or die...
5 comments:
A common problem here too Mr A, but we buy the i daily so at least that confirms the day......if nothing else.
Dave, The 'i,' a stupidly named paper but I agree one of the few I would actully buy if out.
The government here has completely disrupted my scheme for telling which day it is by reintroducing vehicle restriction days...it used to be fairly sensible...one day a week and either Sat or Sun depending on the last number on your numberplate...but that was too easy, not enough fines were being collected.
Now we have odd and even days, except that they are not odd and even except consecutively....traffic policemen rubbing their hands and calling for more notebooks...
Your headline brought back a memory.
I was in Fort william with my father ...a man emerged from a pub, clearly having drink taken, and enquired
Whit time is it?
Father resonded.
And whit day is it?.......
Fly, Put a blue lamp on the car and they will think you are one of them?
Fly, Did he get an answer...?
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