Still asleep
Early start this morning. I woke up just before six reminding myself that I’d not prepared a blog for today and, as I’d just said something about getting back into the habit of doing a daily… something, I thought I should get on with it. The fact that I’d not gone to bed until eleven last night doesn’t have a say in it, so here I am trying hard to think of something to write here. I can’t, so instead I’ll throw some pickle at you.
You know that Christmas is over when…
I’m sure I had some good ideas yesterday, a list of things I could witter on about here, but now I’ve forgotten them, perhaps that’s because it is still very early. It’s dark outside, there are stars, some cloud, the moon has been and gone, and the temperature is down again. I mean, around ten probably, I’ve not looked, but it’s not that bad, and it’s not windy.
Apart from a thunderstorm and some showers yesterday, it’s been wetter inside our bathroom than it has outside the house, of late. Condensation with a bit of through-drip from the flat roof above. (Must get the paint and paint the roof, been saying that for a couple of months now, but with the post-Christmas dip in finances to below floor level, it’s going to have to wait.) It all leads to flaking paint and mouldy ceilings, it’s not too bad right now but will be. So that’s all on the list of jobs to do.
As is, later this morning, writing another blog for tomorrow so I can have a lie in and not wake up until my usual time of 6.15 instead of this ridiculously early hour of… oh, 6.00 – ah well. Winter life! I now have all day to potter about.
