a foggy day in London town
I'm really bored. The stress of work has worn off - that took a week. But now I am bored. I have nothing to do. Yesterday and today I didn't get out of bed until 1pm. Not because I was tired, but because I had no reason to get up. Today I wrote a letter to C, yesterday I wrote a letter to my parents. Other than that over the last two days I've made a roast lunch, done about 10 Sudoku (let me promise here and now, that I will never do another again). Been for 2 walks. Posted a few comments on weblogs. Checked my emails a dozen times. Listened to the radio. Done my knee exercises. Took some things down to the basement. And that's about it really.
Tomorrow I am going to go for 2 walks, and get up at 9am. Ooh the excitement. However my neighbour will be back from Christmas with her mother. So I may pop a note through her door and arrange a cup of tea + chat.


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Boring maybe. But it sounds good to me. I hate Boxing Day too.
p.s. I broke that promise. I did another 2 Sudoku. I promise again that I won't do any more. Total waste of time. I think picking my nose for an hour would be time better spent.
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