I got up with my wife at 6.15 am, helped her get ready for work, and saw her off. Then, without even stopping for a coffee, I went to the garden and did some watering before the sun came out, and while it was still cool at only 61°. I then did a bunch of weeding.
Wouldn’t it be a wonderful world, if people bought and consumed products on the basis of real quality rather than marketing bullshit?
I suppose some would look at this like it’s a Friday. However, once I finished work today, it’s my long weekend off, until next Monday. I get four days to do stuff that I actually enjoy doing!
Well, It’s Tuesday. That means it’s not Monday, although, really, every day seems much the same sometimes. After today, there is just tomorrow to do, and then I have a four day break, which I always look forward to.
It’s a mundane Monday morning. Grey, damp, dreary, depressing. Quiet at work though. I am done at three, so hoping the quiet continues.
I got home from work and, after showering, had a delicious salmon salad my wife made. Then I did some hoeing in the garden and planted out some marrows. Now I need another shower!
Bloody typical! Working all weekend, and the weather is really nice now. Currently 67°F (19°C), a real gorgeous blue sky day.
I did think about swinging by the local on the way home. I go right past it, you see. It’s the stop before home. I was good, though, and came straight home. Now, I’ve poured a London Pride and am catching up on emails and stuff, sitting at my computer desk.
Another day done. I got home and prepared some dinner. Jacket potatoes in a very slow oven, lamb chops to go in with them later. Had a shower, shave and all that good stuff. I HAVE to get out of work clothes when I get home, or I’m not comfortable.