Wednesday 11:05 p.m.
I spent six hours scraping the walls of the bathroom yesterday. I have much better things to do, but I did not get annoyed. I did get very tired. So this week I had tasks and I hate having tasks or appointments to attend to. Like last week. However, I am looking forward to being in the mother-in-law's kitchen all tomorrow because there I can just be. Maybe wash a few dishes. As soon as a carer shows up, I can go upstairs and keep on meditating. Hurrah!
On Saturday I will probably be going to a sixtieth birthday party in the wilds of Ayrshire where the evil bourgeois do not go! It will be great to socialise in a place where there are some young people. My contemporaries are so depressing. As far as socialising is concerned, give me a drink, a smoke, some pharmaceuticals and surround me with nice young women tottering around on high heels and half falling out of their dresses! Just every once in a while mind you, but that's the way to do it!!
Once more into the breach, dear friends!
7 comments:
I'm packing boxes and hubby is scraping walls. Lots of hard work.
My idea of fun is a long quiet walk under trees.
Marie! I spend too much time with women over eighty!!! Hotboy
Prob get you in less trouble than the 16 year olds.
Besides old people are interesting to talk to.
Marie! I've off to the wild west soon. Young women are sometimes very interesting to talk to, I hope! Looking forward to having a great time in great company anyway! Hotboy
On the subject of nice women falling out of their dresses, Albert's been pressing his trousers again. Most helpful, for Albert anyway.
Hotters. I'm with you on the hatred of appointments. I still put appointments half-heartedly in the diary, but then I never read the diary. That helps.
Albert? The less to I have, the more crap people seem to stick into it! Hotboy
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