Muddy headed
It's Monday and this Monday at least did not start very well at all. The weekend was pretty alright. I spent Saturday at Silverfish books where one of my best friends works and Sunday wandering around a craft fair and the weekly night market putting together Julie's birthday present.
Then, being a night cat and working on the assumption that I was only to start working at 2pm Monday, I stayed up all night reading Norman Mailer's The Gospel According to the Son, finishing it and then starting on John Berendt's The City of Falling Angels. At about 9.30am I stick myself in the shower and get into my oversized t-shirt all ready for bed when the phone rings. It's my colleagu Chan who was meant to be working at 9am and who had stayed up watching footbal and had overslept. Could I please take over because he lives about an hour away and I'm round the corner.
I tumble out of bed, spash cold water on my face and climb into office clothes and get to work and here I am, several cups of coffee later, all muddy headed and very much wanting to be anyplace else but here in the very cold office watching the stock market do it's usual up and down thing. Well, the upside almost has to be that the week simple has to get better from now on.
Then, being a night cat and working on the assumption that I was only to start working at 2pm Monday, I stayed up all night reading Norman Mailer's The Gospel According to the Son, finishing it and then starting on John Berendt's The City of Falling Angels. At about 9.30am I stick myself in the shower and get into my oversized t-shirt all ready for bed when the phone rings. It's my colleagu Chan who was meant to be working at 9am and who had stayed up watching footbal and had overslept. Could I please take over because he lives about an hour away and I'm round the corner.
I tumble out of bed, spash cold water on my face and climb into office clothes and get to work and here I am, several cups of coffee later, all muddy headed and very much wanting to be anyplace else but here in the very cold office watching the stock market do it's usual up and down thing. Well, the upside almost has to be that the week simple has to get better from now on.