Sod this, it's getting cold...
Nov. 20th, 2013 03:23 pmMy lunchtime walk to the coffee shop became a drive today - my snazzy but thin suit was no match for the Arctic winds blowing around Edinburgh Park. I'll make up for the missed walk with a visit to the gym tonight, but I'm feeling a bit lumpy and lethargic this afternoon, and I have a bit of complicated drafting to sort out. Hey ho, hello LJ, time for some procrastination...
I had a mail from my sister this morning, suggesting I go pick my mum up from the airport tomorrow night. She's in Portsomouth, I'm in Glasgow, 10 minutes from the airport, how does she know what time my mum gets in? It must be a daughter thing. Or a son thing, come to think of it.
Life has a very bitty feel to it right now. There's no real sense of flow, things are just coming along, one damn thing after another. Nothing huge, nothing that really matters. Just a daily drift of stuff, some of it fun, some of it unpleasant, but mostly just there. I'm not unhappy, just aimless. I alternate between thinking this is a terrible, rootless way to be and thinking that this is a blissful, unnatached state. I'll have a couple of weeks to take time off and think about it over Christmas. I might flee the country to somewhere warm, or somewhere with a warm welcome, or I might head to the cottage for peace. I keep thinking that it's too early to plan anything, but the calendar says different.
In the meantime, I have the weekend to look forward to, I need to buy tickets to Dan's play, I need to get Scooby ready for his new home. All stuff.
Is it just the full moon, do you think?
I had a mail from my sister this morning, suggesting I go pick my mum up from the airport tomorrow night. She's in Portsomouth, I'm in Glasgow, 10 minutes from the airport, how does she know what time my mum gets in? It must be a daughter thing. Or a son thing, come to think of it.
Life has a very bitty feel to it right now. There's no real sense of flow, things are just coming along, one damn thing after another. Nothing huge, nothing that really matters. Just a daily drift of stuff, some of it fun, some of it unpleasant, but mostly just there. I'm not unhappy, just aimless. I alternate between thinking this is a terrible, rootless way to be and thinking that this is a blissful, unnatached state. I'll have a couple of weeks to take time off and think about it over Christmas. I might flee the country to somewhere warm, or somewhere with a warm welcome, or I might head to the cottage for peace. I keep thinking that it's too early to plan anything, but the calendar says different.
In the meantime, I have the weekend to look forward to, I need to buy tickets to Dan's play, I need to get Scooby ready for his new home. All stuff.
Is it just the full moon, do you think?
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Date: 2013-11-20 05:42 pm (UTC)I don't like it much.
I wish we were set-up to offer you a warm locale or warm welcome, but alas - we are in the middle of dismantling.
I'll be up at the cottage for Christmas. I can't wait for it!!!
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Date: 2013-11-26 10:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-11-30 09:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-11-30 09:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-12-02 01:25 pm (UTC)PS - 50? NO WAY!!!
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Date: 2013-12-02 10:39 pm (UTC)And yes way - as a friend says, I had an easy paper round.