I hope everyone’s had a happy week, or at the very least not a horrible one. Here’s what I’ve been up to.
Day 32 – my book club recently decided to branch out and join a local pub quiz. It’s only a 10-minute drive from my house but on Monday it took me a good 40 minutes to get there, thanks to a jack-knifed lorry on the motorway, which meant I had to go a different way and, unsurprisingly, got lost. But I made it in the end and it was worth making the effort because we won 🙂 And I got to show off my knowledge of Shakespearean couples, which is always fun.
Day 33 – last weekend I downloaded Flappy Bird, just to see what the fuss was all about. I concluded very rapidly that it was the most annoying game in the world and gave up. Then a few hours later, the developer announced he was taking it down, because it’s ruined his life, or something. On Tuesday I decided to have another go and managed to increase my high score from 2 to 5. This made me very proud of myself. And I haven’t played again since. But I’m not deleting it either as I hear phones with the app installed are going for £10k on eBay…? I don’t get it, personally, but if someone wants to make me an offer, I won’t say no.
Day 34 – This week, half the country washed away in floods. Fortunately the bit I’m in wasn’t one of those areas affected, so when I came home on Wednesday evening to my warm, dry flat I had to feel grateful to still have a home to come back to, knowing that many people aren’t so lucky.
Day 35 – As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago, I recently had an idea for a book. Since then I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about it and not a lot of actual writing. But on Thursday I decided it was time to make a start, and finally put pen to paper (or should that be fingers to keyboard). So I now have about 250 words written – oh, and a working title – so at this rate it should only take me about ten years to finish it…
Day 36 – Friday was Valentine’s Day. Not my favourite day of the year as a singleton, but this year instead of going home and feeling sorry for myself I went to the Wimbledon Dogs for a colleague’s leaving do. It turns out I’m very, very bad at choosing a winning dog, but it was fun to try. Out of about ten races, I won exactly one, and that was only because I copied someone else. Cue much screaming and hugging when our dog came in. Followed by great confusion when we realised it may not have won. And then more screaming when it was confirmed and we got our £4.30 winnings. We’re talking big money here, people.
Day 37 – thanks to the crazy weather (wind and rain this time) I had a bit of an epic journey home from the dogs by taxi, tube and train, and didn’t arrive back until just after 1am. So I was very happy to see my bed, and even happier to know that I didn’t have to get out of it any time soon on Saturday. I then enjoyed a very lazy day staying out of the weather and catching up on stuff at home.
Day 38 – After several weeks of storms, getting soaked and blown to pieces every time I stepped out of the house, today the sun shone and the sky was blue, and it actually felt like spring. I even wore my sunglasses for a bit. I hear it’s meant to rain again next week, and David Cameron’s warned us all we’re still at risk of flooding (thanks, Dave) but at least we got one nice day.