Jeezz!
I wish I had the time to be bored!
Friday went by in a blur, organising and collecting bits and bobs for daughters christening and our blessing, Sat AM spent franticaly chasing last minute odd items, Sat PM being Churched, and then Champers, cake etc, Evening clearing up etc.
Hangover Sunday morning, walk dogs, start to unwrap lots of silver spoons for daughter from friends and realatives. Sun PM start writing thank you cards.
Sunday evening figure cant be ***** to cook, so drink some of our champagne lake (leftovers) amd eat Christening cake, walk dogs in rain, finding it all very funny as ******.
Monday Morning, wake with hangover, walk dogs, in rain, not funny now cos hungover. 0930 dropp daughter with grandmother/mother in law, get hell for being hung over.
Drive wifey and self to Chichester for a St Martins Tea room welsh rarebit (Very nice again) and shopping, just got back, and now to write some more thank you letters, as wifey collects daughter. Cook dinner, not drink more of champagne lake.
Tomorrow.
0930 drop wifeys VR6 at garage for new shocks, drive my car to Southampton, collect new wheels for VR6, drive back to Pompey, change tyres from old wheels to new, bolt on to VR6, and help put 4 net Bridgestones on to BMW.
1345 to dentists for new crown on UL6.
1500 back to Pompey to pay for Four new VW alloy Wheels, Four new Bridgestones, Four new Shocks and fitting!!!!
1600 Home for Ironing fest as away from Wed 0430 for a two week stint.
At times I long for that friday afternoon feeling, just listening gently to the tick tick tick of a quartz clock run by two AA batterys that will probably be replaced before anything of interest will happen in the office.
Knowing with absolute certanty that in another few hours or minutes your life will become your own once again, and you can make the choice of how to rebel against the part of you that loves the mind isolation of friday afternoon watching the clock! /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/cry.gif