It's been less than 24 hours since I've really been on holiday from the education factory, and I'm bored.
It's gently drizzling, so I can't go out into the garden.
My beloved's at home all day, so I can't get sloshed.
I've read every book in the house, some two or three times. I can't buy a new one, just in case I get it as a present on the 25th.
The library has 8 books on hold for me, but they haven't come back from the previous borrower yet. Read faster you bastards.
The TV programs are either stupid, crap, really crap, mind-blowingly inane or repeats.
|The real reason my beloved does not like compuiters|
My son has come home and the signs do not look good.
The signs indicate that he's going to move back in with us. His flat in Wellington seems to get a bit hot and airless in summer, and he can't sleep very well. It's nice to have him back for Christmas, but I was getting used to just the two of us. Our routine was established, and it was pretty comfortable, now it'll change again.
It's so boring, I'm going to vacuum the carpets. Again.
I'm not bored anymore. A nice friend noticed my plight, and sent me this link to a You Tube video.
Cheered me up no end.
I think I'll share it with you all.