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Date: 13 January 2006 14:33:02
Mmmmmmm...... a decidedly unhealthy and not-precisely-calorie-counted-because-I haven't-that-many-fingers-and-toes lunch of egg sandwiches, a cheese burger and a little tub of the most scrumptious clotted-cream rice pudding was teh best way possible to toast my freedom to cook whatever I fancied this afternoon without having to cater for Dad too.
My afternoon of freedom commenced with writing reports. A strange delight, but rather nice to be able to sit at my leisure at the end of the morning to add my comments instead of rushing to squeeze it in at breaktime or using my non-contact time. It only took 40 minutes and is a good job done. Now all that remains is to get books marked and homework sorted into files before my observation next Wednesday!
Now I am stuck. I can't go on the Ship of Fools, which is a good thing, but which do I want to do most? To tidy the kitchen? That scores a surprising 9/10. To sort out my bedroom? That scores a surprising 8/10. To empty and fill the dishwasher? A less surprising 4/10. To relax in front of daytime TV? 4/10 as there's nothing on. To get some exercise? 2/10 (though I may well go for a swim later). It's extremely frustrating that the 10/10 option is to curl up under the duvet and catch up on lost sleep. Seems a real waste of an afternoon. But will that stop me?
Out for a meal tonight, a visit to the hospice, then on to take Smudgelet to Cubs. What while I'm waiting for him? Sneak into Sainsburys for a bit of shopping? Sneak into the college library to do a bit of studying? Slip round to the swimming pool for a swim (in what is sadly the coldest water of all four pools on the Island)? I can't cope with all these decisions.