Sunday, 6 May 2012

It's a Fail...

So, after the most wonderful evening with a friend on Saturday, and a very late night, I woke far too early, around 5am.  When I couldn't fall back, even after only around 4 hours sleep maximum, I realised I hadn't eaten much yesterday, and I was now ravenous.  So, I got up, but I didn't workout today, I decided to give my body the day off, I ate a hearty breakfast of, well.... crumpets... got myself ready to leave for coffee and pondered waiting for your call, which came.  It was so great to talk, even if the line was a bit substandard today, but I miss you and I didn't tell you half of what I would have, had we had longer or been face to face.  Still, I cherish every phone call and would not give them up all for all the coffee in Starbucks.

10 minutes after our conversation ended, I was ready to hit the road and aim for my usual haunt.  My car was dead, as in... dodo.  I hooked up the charger, instantly knowing that I wasn't going anywhere creative. 

With time on my hands, I took down my bedroom curtains, cleaned the windows and surrounds and washed the curtains.  With my iPod in and James Morrison singing to me, the time passed quickly and I didn't feel quite so cheated, however, I am the Queen of sticking her head in the sand and so I chose to see the glass as half full.  Not what I would have chosen, however, it was productive.

B came to pick me up after church, (I am such a heathen,) around noon, and we headed off to Ness Gardens.  I know that I've told you before, but even when the car park is jammed, you can be alone, the gardens are so extensive, solitude isn't far away, nor is tranquillity.
We return home, I inspect my resurrection exercise but I already know the answer, my house alarm has failed, my porch light has failed, of course my car battery is dead and cannot be revived, don't be ridiculous, no heroic measure should be partaken.  Everything comes in three's don't you know?

My dear brother in law confirms my prediction, I am practically psychic, do you think I could make money from my talent?  Of course my car battery cannot be revived and I'll need a new one.  So, it's a long holiday weekend and I'm trapped.





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