It's been a real grind of a day in the office today and my eyes are only being held open with matchsticks. Previously I would have nipped outside for a smoke to wake myself up, but with it now being 7 or 8 months since I stopped I have to find other methods of staying alert - and other than the copious amounts of coffee I consume daily within the dispiriting white lights and four thin plasterboard walls of the modern office, taking 5 minutes to write my blog is the only thing that keeps me sane.......
All work and no play make Jack a dull boy.......
Not much to report I'm afraid though. Yesterday was an atypical Monday, involving the usual struggle out of bed to face the start of the week, chasing dogs round the park at 6am trying to get them to poo so you're not faced with a "warm brown surprise" on arrival home at night and too much work alongside colleagues who are clearly inept and do nowhere near as much as you.
Obviously 90% of the world population thinks in a similar manner - what a peculiar human characteristic it is. Makes you wonder, is anyone right or are we just as useless as one another?
Speaking of work, I've a 3-5 day managerial course coming up. Sounds about as much fun as a Boyzone/Lionel Richie duet, and seems designed mainly to ensure I have a horrendous backlog to deal with on my return.
I got home around 7pm last night (feet still burning from the excessive walking as routine) to find Luca playing up for his Mum. When you ask him to do something - anything - just now his answer is invariably "No". He doesn't even think about it now. Unless the question involves the word "Chocolate"
I took Carole's car to the supermarket just before he went to bed to pick up essentials for the evening, before "creating" another dinner for Carole and I (albeit based mainly on leftovers). The cooking thing is popular with me right now, and my strike rate of edible dishes is probably pushing past the 25% mark now, so progress is being made!
This morning was a little fraught, with Luca having one of his bad mornings. He was in floods of tears and having fits after being woken, and I have to admit a touch of selfish relief passing over when I left to catch my bus, leaving Carole to deal with the spawn of Asmodai.
I'm leaving the office shortly, with an intended detour via the gym before home. I'm still not back into routine yet, but I'll get there. Perhaps Carole and I should use the "Wii Fit" at home together to increase our fitness? Though as our living room faces out onto our street I'm not overly keen on being the source of our neighbours entertainment.
What's coming up? Quiet week planned (so far), but Liz will arrive up for a weeks visit on Sunday, Kelly and Craig will arrive in the area a few days after, which will then be followed on Sunday with a trip to the Gold Cup at Perth Races for Carole and I.
Which depending on the success of our bets will decide the quality of my new car.....
**Conspiracy Theory/Useless Fact of the Day - The Mongolian Death Worm - The little seen death worm is so feared among the people of Mongolia that many consider the mere mention of its name bad luck. It is attributed with the dramatic ability to kill people and animals instantly at a range of several feet. It is even believed that the worm sprays an immensely lethal poison; a sort of acidic liquid that immediately makes anything it touches turn yellow and corroded. The nomads also said that the color yellow attracts the Allghoi khorkhoi. The analogy with the basilick (cockatrix) is strong as this creature has also the power to kill instantaneously anyone who tries to observe it**
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