I slept like a log
last night. A fidgeting dog woke me shortly before 9am and I got up to find an
empty house. I sulked a little, and then had brekkie. I checked out the world
of social media. I discovered that today was “Blue Monday”; allegedly the most depressing day of the year. Consequently I
carried on sulking for a bit, and then took “Furry Face TM “ for a walk.
As I was gathering up his “eggs” a car tooted at me. Cheryl and
Lacey were driving by. It was shortly after 9.30am; I wonder what Lacey was
doing out of school. I shall find out.
We then walked up to Singleton Lake where we
chased a squirrel up a tree. I say “we”;
it was my furry associate who did most (all)
of the chasing. We came home through the park where we didn’t see any of the
familiar faces of OrangeHead’s Gang (which
was probably for the best)
Once home I set
about the laundry and the washing up, and then spent a large part of the day
working on yet another Wheri-project. This one is loosely based on the Bermuda
Triangle and features a randomisation feature about which I’m feeling rather
smug. I’ve got to do a little field test tomorrow, but all being well it should
be ready to go by the end of the week.
Three hours was the spent slaving over an ironing board, and with ‘er
indoors TM off bowling I set about sorting my undercrackers. They
don’t sort themselves…
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