For want of anything better to
do at 6am this morning I thought I'd do my weekly weigh-in a day
early this week. But the scales weren't working. Perhaps the
batteries were flat? I checked the batteries to find that one had
actually been taken out of the thing. Oh I was cross. The scales take
one of those round silvery batteries of the sort that you never have
spares about the house.
Work was something of a
disappointment today, and I got to come home a bit early for once. I
spent an hour or so working on my C.V. and applying for more jobs.
Just when i was getting completely disillusioned with applying for
jobs that I had no hope of getting, the phone rang. It was Alice from
one of the agencies; she'd thought my C.V. was interesting, and
wanted to chat with me. She had the ideal job for me. Just what I
want to do, with excellent wages. A shame it was based in Milton
Keynes, because I really don't want to relocate. Alice said she had
one or two more things coming up, and agreed to keep my details on
her files.
And then I had a go at another
nice little earner. Or, to be precise, what I once had high hopes of
being a nice little earner. There's no denying that Badger
Original Landscapes hasn't been the cash cow I was hoping for.
But it's a nice little hobby. If nothing else, it's going some way to
cover the costs of the canvases. I spent a little while adding one or
two more piccies of paintings that I currently have available should
anyone want to snap up a bargain.
Having said that, my cousin's
told me off for selling the paintings too cheaply. Perhaps she's
right. I'm not getting rich by selling them so cheaply. But would I
sell more if I put the prices up?
Tea time. I was on cookhouse
duty this evening; with "er
indoors TM"
off swimming, the plan was that she would send me a text when she got
changed. I would then start tea, and I'd have it all ready when she
came home. And so she sent the text as she got changed, got changed
and came home.
She
beat the text home. As she walked through the door I was watching
telly, still waiting for that text. And so, seeing she was home I
started cooking tea. Fish, waffles, peas. Very nice. It took half an
hour to cook, and just as we sat down to eat so my phone beeped as
the text arrived. My phone seems to do that an awful lot at the
moment. Just recently I've had a glut of texts ten minutes after I go
to sleep every night. Which is a pain...
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