It’s just gone 11pm. This is first chance I have really had to sit down and do what I want since getting out of bed at 7am this morning. I didn’t even get to stop at lunchtime – I ate sandwiches over the keyboard while writing code at work – racing to have something good to talk about at a 4pm telephone conference with a client. Not fun.
My other half and two of our children stayed at home today – a bug seems to be sweeping through the local schools. I returned home from work to a house that looked like a V1 rocket had landed on it at some point during the day – and set about clearing the decks while our middle girl made dinner (she’s a great cook, but very slow). Somehow making spaghetti bolognese for everybody used every damn cooking pot, plate, and piece of cutlery in the house – it took me an hour to wash up afterwards.
Highlight of the night – while running here there and everywhere – was our youngest daughter playing “The Sims”. We have finally let her play it, after years of claiming she was too young. What’s the worst she could do? See a cartoon person kiss another cartoon person? At her age I was probably searching books in the library for scandalous passages.
After the kids went to bed I wandered into the lounge, and offered to make my other half a cup of tea. Moments later, I discovered a distinct lack of milk in the fridge – which also explains how I found myself walking to the local garage at 10:30pm. Of course I couldn’t just buy milk – I also bought Lucozade, and chocolate.
Chocolate solves everything. Until you’ve eaten it all. Then you feel sick for a few minutes, and then when that feeling has subsided, you think “I could do with some more” – but you’re unwilling to walk to the garage again, and even more unwilling to be that person that re-appears in the same shop, buying the same thing again.
I’ve stood in supermarket queues behind huge people in the past, and absent mindedly looked at what they were buying. Oh my word – there really is no secret to how they get to be the size they become. It takes years of concerted effort – and many family packs of deserts, cakes, and pastries. Very many.
Suddenly my 93 gram bar of Cadbury’s latest gimmick doesn’t seem so bad – especially as I haven’t had any chocolate for the best part of a week.
In other news, if you’re looking at this blog post on the wider internet, you’ve probably noticed I changed the look and feel of the blog. Something a bit more interesting – more visual. I’ve also begun overlapping the various online identities – listing “me” at Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and so on in the header of the blog. I can’t imagine anybody actually clicks on those things, but you never know.
Finally, we stayed up late last night and watched the first couple of episodes of Season 6 of “Game of Thrones”. It’s getting tremendously predictable, but I will admit to loving the double act of Tyrion and Varys – they make the entire show worth watching. I’m trying to stay away from spoilers and fan speculation – I like to just sit and watch it when I get a chance (which is usually at 1 in the morning).
Right… time is marching on. I need to sleep. I have a few emails to write to friends too. Onwards and sideways!