I’ve just had a weekend that seemed to last for three weeks. This is a good thing.
Apart from my actual diet (where I’ve so far lost nearly half a stone- woo hoo!) I’ve also voluntarily put myself on a bit of a television diet. This is because a) TV seems to have descended into the bowels of hell and is only showing drivel of the poorest quality and b) I end up watching the drivel and not doing anything constructive – at all (like ironing my shirts, doing my work, etc etc).
Why is it so much easier to watch a repeat of “Have I got News for You?” than actually DO anything? Now the damn BBC have released their iPlayer it’s another temptation to avoid, avidly.
I’ve spent the weekend, in the absence of female company (see my blog en passim), programming and web-designing. Oh and uploaded three new poems – but they’re a bit dark and weird coz I’m feeling sorry for myself.
I’ve been randomly chatted up by a nameless fellow blogger (I think she was bored) and eaten some excellently healthy food in the last week. Tomorrow is a fraught day at work but I can’t discuss it until about midday when it’s all taken place. Oh, and I made some bread this weekend, the first I’ve made in aaaaages.
During random conversations over t’internet it’s come to my attention that I eat quite a lot of garlic. This is all very well and apparently very good for you but now I’m paranoid that I stink of it all day. I’m going to ask someone I trust at work tomorrow to check. 🙂
I also rediscovered chestnuts this week. The sweet ones you can buy hot from a brazier and not the horsey ones you play conkers with at school (after using black magic and hardening spells from Dumbledore to ensure success in conker fights).
Despite my sister-in-law attempting, quite rightly, to convince me that I will end up a kidney and liver donor (they will be so cross if they get mine, I think I’ve broken it, badly) – with or without the planned opt-out scheme – I’ve decided that if I do nothing else this year I will get my full bike licence and finally get my touring motorbike with chunky panniers and tent so I can head off to the hills when the mood takes me. The mood takes me quite a lot.
Right, what shall I do now…