Chatter
IT’s not been a bad day today. I’ve been at work, but it’s been sensible hours 7-4. I’ve finished work and headed to the pub for a beer, and it’s nice and relaxing. I’m enjoying a pint of Fuller’s ESB.
I know about petrichor, and I’ve smelt it before. However, I am sitting in my front room, with the windows open, and headphones on. I got this really overpowering smell of dampness, and then I realised it had been gently spitting with rain outside. I’ve just never smelt it that strongly before, and never whilst indoors.
First of two days off. I got up late again after catching up on some sleep. This evening is Vinyl Night at the Mason’s Arms, but Kathy has an evening dental appointment now, which has thrown a spanner in the works a bit. We shall see how it all pans out. More important to get her toothache sorted!
Well, that’s a first! I woke up when Kathy was getting ready for work, stayed in bed, and went back to sleep until after nine! I’ve only been getting 4-5 hours of sleep each night over the past few days, so it was needed. From tomorrow, I can go back to a regular bedtime.
It’s a shit weekend, with these horrible shifts. If I were an early shift, at least I’d get the evenings at home, and get to bed at a reasonable hour.
Sunday Morning. Sunny 72°F. Into the 80s this afternoon. Salt mine from three until Midnight, which sucks ass.
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Today will be fun. NOT. Awake after five hours of sleep, and today I have to work from 5 pm to 2 am. I think the body state after that, plus 3 pm to midnight tomorrow begins with an ‘F’.