9.00am

There’s a part of me that thinks that when it’s my day off I should get up and make the most of the day in a productive manner and then there’ the old me that sneaks out every so often and convinces me to lie around like a couch potato and just relax. I like the old me, although he doesn’t get channelled so often these days.

I got a cube of mulch yesterday and I really need to get it onto the garden but so far the very thought of that is sending me back to the couch. It was raining earlier today and so that’s my excuse for not venturing out even although the rain stopped some time ago. However the temperature is wonderful, a clean fresh 23c or so, way better than yesterday where it felt as if you could have fried an egg on the driveway.

I’ll get to the mulch at some point but for now it’s just good to have a second coffee and to waste time wandering the internet. Mind you it’s disappointing how the second cup of coffee for the day never quite meets the expectations of the first.

Internal politics and the lack of staff have made this week at work a little fractious. We are waiting for the new manager to arrive; the current manager is busy getting sore thumbs playing games on his phone. Others are bickering about this and that and often do so in front of customers which I find very strange but I will often distract the customer by asking questions and completely ignoring the staff member that’s having the rant. I don’t understand how people cannot be aware of their surroundings and act appropriately, although at times it can be amusing.

I checked the news this morning whilst having breakfast and saw the headlines about Trump, really America! Civil war looks more likely than ever, mind you it will be interesting to watch the fallout from the failed impeachment trial which I think everyone knew would never achieve the desired result.

Teflon Trump is just that and it will be some small issue that will be the downfall of this man, some insignificant event will happen or come back to haunt him and it will be this event, whatever that may be, that will finally give Trump his comeuppance because it is only a matter of time. Maybe someone will top him but that will be too quick, we really want to see him suffer long and hard and watch him wither away slowly.

So what else is new? Well not much…………oh yes its Valentine’s Day………..and I am overwhelmed with cards, flowers and desires from many places……….aye right. Not a jot I may add and I never sent any either. At one time this was a day we would all dread because in the build up to Valentine’s Day we had expectations of a mountain of cards from available and willing young women and when the reality hit you like a brick as the postie walked past the door, or he only dropped off the gas bill instead of a letter with S.W.A.L.K. on it, the final nail in the coffin was rammed home with so much force and that bloody reality was a bitter pill to swallow. However as one gets older, well me to be precise I would worry more if I received a mountain of mail because I am quite content to meander this path alone at the moment without distractions, no matter how cute they be. But that thought is not set hard and fast into concrete and as Joan Armatrading says “I am open to persuasion”.

1.30pm

The Butcher birds don’t seem to know its Valentine’s Day either as there is no love lost as they shout at each other with chest puffed up staring each other down just because I put a bit of mince out on the plate, so I went out with another piece to keep the peace.

I’ve had lunch and watched a bit of the Mandalorian. I’m still in my”PJ’s” as it were and I’m not feeling at all guilty and why should I? Mind you I think that I’ll maybe venture out to the garden at some point but I’m in no hurry, I think I said that before…………….. I would like to put some mulch along the front of the house to stop all the mud from getting splashed up on the new paint which in turn is difficult to clean without damaging the finish. The rain is coming this week and I’m glad that the downpipes seem to be functioning again once more. The grass also needs cut again but that’s not going to happen today, maybe tomorrow. I have many jobs to do about the place but I am still being resolute at being completely lazy.

Lunch was not too bad, stir fried mince, onion and tomatoes with a Mongolian Lamb mix and I’m feeling very full and ready for a siesta which is what I will do as soon as I put my keyboard down.

“Bon après-midi, il est temps de faire une sieste”