Sunday, 22 January 2012

22nd Jan 2012

I slept really well, and late ...again.  I woke to howling gales, really sounded wild and like the roof was going to be lifted off.  

I'm decked out in my new coat and boots, toasty isn't the word.  I jogged for just 15 minutes this morning but I'll do some pilates later on.  I'm going to be here, in Starbucks for an hour probably then recycle and head home.

Mr Regular is here, he's just paid for his coffee via an app on his phone.  I explained it's all too technical for me and he concurred that as I still hand write... by quill, (he's kidding,) that it would indeed be too technological for me.  I can take the ridicule, I enjoy longhand.

On top of all the goodies I've received this week, B phoned on Wednesday to tell me she's picked up a bulb for my kitchen light.  This doesn't sound like much, but it's a pricey bulb, which is why I've made do without it for a couple of years.  I'm feeling really lucky and really thankful this week.  I have gorgeous and heat trapping curtains up, warmth, a snug and stylish coat, new boots, light and unexpected catch ups with loved ones, it's been a good week,  it really is the little things that count.

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