Tuesday. The three of us slept long and well. I woke up longing for more sleep, but instead leapt out of bed, and into the shower.
I walked to work in the rain, like a boss. There's a hole in my shoe, my right one, that, rather predictably lets in water. The shoes are fine when it's dry, but any moisture seeps in at an alarming rate.
At lunchtime, I walked to the concourse for some stuff, and I had enough. My right foot was sodden for the last time. I squelched into Peacocks, who recently announced a massive sale to celebrate going into administration. I sourced a pair of lovely shoes, and took them to the counter. The sales assistant said "You know you won't be able to bring these back, dont you?" I said "I wont need to. I'm that confident in my purchase I'm going to leave my old shoes here with you and wear the new ones out the door". And so I did. Like a boss.
Back to work then, where not a great deal happened. I walked home at 4pm, cooked tea at 5pm, Skyped my mum and dad at 7pm. In amongst all that we bathed Penny and fed her,
This evening I'm hoping to get Zelda out the way, so I can crack on with watching this years Oscar noms. It's coming up to a year since I started this blog, which is also a year since the last Oscars.
See you tomorrow!
