The 22nd & 23rd; I wish I could be okay with that.

July 24, 2015 — Leave a comment

The 22nd of July.

Gah, another note very-good sleep. I think I’ll just have to cope. And I won’t be pushing my chiro appointment back because I’ve done a mischief to my neck. Bother. 

This morning was blogging, Daddy went on the ferry to St. Mawes and I took my chair up to the original Espressini where it was just as lovely as I remembered. I parked my chair outside and sat in the window, drinking two fiat whites of the house and guest blends while I read a bit more of David and Goliath. I bought a brownie to take away, then I went with few doors down to Good Vibes Café where I had a smoked salmon and cream cheese bagel for lunch, and was also tempted into buying a cinnamon bun which I’ve eaten half of because I think the brownie will keep better. 

I got an orange sunset smoothie (orange, strawberry, mango, pineapple and frozen yoghurt) and brought it back to the house, where I’ve spent the rest of the afternoon. We’re going back out to Hunkydory for dinner, and I’m just hoping I’ve got enough room. 

The 23rd of July. 

I am sorry to say I have been very dull today. The weather has been most grey, so I only ventured out once, to get lunch, which was a crab sandwich from Picnic. 

The rest of my day has been spent in the house, watching the boats and reading. I’ve finished David and Goliath, and now I’ve started Death in Florence by Marco Vichi, which I think I bought in Bath when we went to visit Heidi. Mommy went out to do some present-buying, and she brought me back a Popeye’s Green Power juice (raw spinach, banana, green apple, pineapple and cucumber), so I felt quite virtuous while drinking that. 

And that is all today! I’m very sleepy and am looking forward to returning to my own bed and big duvet that isn’t stiff and I can snuggle into. Why someone would choose this sort of duvet is beyond me. 

I overheard a gut saying to his friend that he wished he had a girlfriend. I’m sure he’ll find someone; most people do. Most people, except me. I wish I could be okay with that.

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