Phew! I was worried I might not sleep. Ha!
Last night I went to bed early, at about 8pm, and fell asleep straight away, and – although I’ve woken up a few times – I’ve slept almost solidly, through till midday!
After my first bout of sleep last night – 8.30-10 pm – I was worried I wouldn’t go back to sleep. So I started reading The Broken Ear. About halfway through I stopped and went back to sleep.
I just finished this quaint ol’ Tintin adventure, a few moments ago. Followed up by a dose of quality time with Chester. Outside it’s cold, grey, and rainy. Rather like what Donald Fagen aptly describes as ‘the weather in my head’!
Apart from resting and watching snooker, I’ve done very little today. We played cards, earlier. And I replaced a dead lightbulb on the upstairs landing.
I was going to chat with uncle Terry, this afternoon, but ducked out of that, as I was feeling pretty crappy. The only other noteworthy activity was designing this card, for Teresa:
It was very sweet to see how chuffed Teresa was with it. That’s helped lift my spirits a bit. But sadly I’m still rather like the balloon that Piglet bursts, in the Pooh story… Deflated!
Feeling so down and blue, I decided – once I had enough shifts in place to justify the extravagance – to purchase the above. I love the Dangermouse series, and have that on DVD. In fact I suspect I’ll be watching some of that over the next few daze…
What little Count Duckula I’ve seen, I’ve loved. David Jason’s voicing, and the overall characterisation, are top notch silly fun.
Words of wisdom from the author of Walden and Civil Disobedience.
‘However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you think. It looks poorest when you are richest. The fault-finder will find faults even in paradise. Love your life, difficult as it is…
You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.’
Accompanying exhaustion and depression… total loss of libido…
The day nears its end. I went to bed about 7.30 pm. Normal for me nowadays! I’ve been watching snooker, on and off. But not really getting into it. I did watch an episode of Dangermouse. Silly but fun.
I also enjoyed watching this:
I tried to sleep, just now (9.30-ish). Sleep mask on. Rain sounds playing. But just didn’t feel right. So back to more snooker. Anti-fungal foot powder* on, for my itchy toes (they don’t help with sleep!).
* Is this just talc’? What, if anything, does it actually do?
Todays randomly picked cue-card, whilst sage advice, didn’t really hit the mark. So now, abed, I picked another (again, blind). This one feels much more apt/pertinent:
