White noise
If you tuned in earlier expecting to read one of my banal, humourless brainfarts then you will have been disappointed.
Or delighted at the silence, as the case may be.
I have been busy.
One of the things I love about going away for two weeks is the complete lack of responsibility. Paintjob needs a touchup? Someone else's responsibility. Garden looking overgrown? Not my problem. Roof leaking again? Couldn't give a shit.
One of the things I hate about going away for two weeks is coming home to a backlog of crappy little jobs around the place that delighted in piling up in my absence.
I'm knackered!
I think I need a holiday.
I went away for 2 days and I'm sunburned and exhausted. I think I'll take a nap.
You didn't bother with the old SPF, then? Dead right. That's for wimps.
i think sometimes that's why i go to work, to escape all the weekend chores i didn't get to
My neighbour was obsessed with trimming his garden.Then 6 months ago he died.The garden is still alive now and thriving without intervention;he is where he is.Everything is relative.
The only problem with my garden is that it looks like I died ten years ago. Some parts of it are now totally inaccessible.
As they say "work is fascinating, I can sit and watch it for hours".
"I have been busy. "
Boasting again!