l am at a loss to produce a post. I know its not the usual post block. I just cannot come up with anything. I don't feel any agnst about this, in fact l feel positively calm and non-plussed about it. Just wonder where the thoughts have wandered off to...
I have one more box to unpack. One more trip to the tip. Several things need bought, but will have to wait. This evening was the first evening I sat and did nothing. Well l say nothing, l did unpack some glasses, sort through a couple of washes of laundry. Watched some tv. Enjoyed a quiet gin or three by myself while my son was out at the theatre.
Last night l went out with a pal to a jazz club, but the place was empty and no jazz pianist was to be seen, but a diddly diddly banjo player and organist were playing lilting annoying tunes, so with a visit to 6 local pubs the evening ended just before l turned into a pumpkin. They were all a bit spit, sawdust and dodgey you know the type and do mean the pubs not the people, though they were mostly all full of prepubescent young people and men old enough to be grandfathers. Just not my thing. I shall stick to known restaurants, wine bars and cinemas. I also took note of the bars my daughter frequent,s from her facebook photos and although she is usually going out at a time l am returning home, l wouldn't wish to chance a clash.
The flat (though it is anything but that with its four sets of stairs) is almost sorted to my liking and more importantly to my son's. (I think my daughter quite likes it also) The fire engineers are just about done with the floorboards and the channeling of wires into walls, now just waiting for switch-on day. Our phone line should be ready on Wednesday which means proper broadband again shortly after. Hurrah!
I am keeping busy and distracted and therefore a state of acceptance and normality has washed over me. Am not yet ready for anything but l am ready and that's a start.