I thought I would take things easy over the weekend.
There were a few things that needed doing but I have learned that there are few things that can’t be put off in life.
The lawns need cutting. Sod it. Too wet anyway.
The hedges need trimming. Sod it. Another few feet won’t hurt.
So, yesterday, I went for the papers, and they were full of crap and Sudoku.
I don’t know what it is about Sudoku. I’m not an avid fan. But it always sends me to sleep.
I grabbed a couple of Sudoku puzzles when Herself wasn’t looking and sure enough – five minutes later, I was gone.
I woke about an hour later, and saw the Sudoku on my lap. I started to do it again, and of course that was me gone again for another hour.
I find it is more potent than any sleeping tablet. It never fails.
I had a great nights sleep after all that sleep, and woke fresh as a daisy this morning, rearing to do things.
But my fucking server blew up, and it took a while to fix.
Now I’m knackered again.
Where’s that bloody Sudoku?