I clung to my two hot water bottles like my life depended on it this morning, as the alarm woke me for another day at work. Once my feet hit the floor there was no going back. It was an easy day which had a segment of delivering for two hours. I took this opportunity to play more of my audiobook (The Damnation Game) and I now only have fifty three minutes left. The visit to the gym came with renewed vigour but a shorter time spent there. I blasted my allowed routine and crawled through heavy traffic towards home in the darkness and thick rain. I feel better today than I did on Sunday. Today is my stepsons 17th birthday. He was 3 when we met and he was a lovely little lad who sang Slipknots Wait And Bleed to me whilst doing some rock thrashing and most importantly, getting the words wrong. I rang him this morning and arranged our meeting on Sunday to see The Hobbit part 3. If I think too much about the dissolution of the family unit I will get upset so instead I will revel in the fact that I can still him and his sister when I like and still do.
It will be good to catch up with him.
I've written my Christmas cards whilst sitting at my small lamplit writing desk and I think that is the last piece of the Christmas puzzle. I have Smashing Pumpkins in my headphones. There new album MONUMENTS TO AN ELERGY.
It's no Siamese Dream.
I have three hours left now to fill and have yet to decide what I will do. Hopefully when I post this and close the iPad I will know.
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