Something afoot
Woke up at an astonishing 11 o'clock, which is later than I've slept for years. Happily shifting things about most of the day. Damp things from under the stairs, piles of books from one room to another, lugging bookcases and so on. Felt pretty cheerful doing so, however. My study room/spare bedroom is taking shape, and I feel much better about everything now.
But what would the day be without a some minor crisis? A couple of days ago I dropped a can of tomatoes. The rim of the can landed on my foot and hurt a good deal. I forgot about it of course, but now my foot is throbbing, and is painful to walk on. I can only think I may have broken a bone in it.
Quite pleased to have got to the end of this week really.
Woke up at an astonishing 11 o'clock, which is later than I've slept for years. Happily shifting things about most of the day. Damp things from under the stairs, piles of books from one room to another, lugging bookcases and so on. Felt pretty cheerful doing so, however. My study room/spare bedroom is taking shape, and I feel much better about everything now.
But what would the day be without a some minor crisis? A couple of days ago I dropped a can of tomatoes. The rim of the can landed on my foot and hurt a good deal. I forgot about it of course, but now my foot is throbbing, and is painful to walk on. I can only think I may have broken a bone in it.
Quite pleased to have got to the end of this week really.
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