… got up and went.
I’ve been somewhat tardy on the posting front lately. Sorry ’bout that.
It’s not that I’ve had nothing to write about, because I have. In fact over the past couple of weeks, I’ve written half a dozen posts.
In my head.
Just can’t be bothered to sit down and type them out.
I had big plans for this week. I’m currently not working y’see… between contracts, you could say. And I wasn’t going to squander the free time I’ve just been given. As I say, big plans, involving the sorting out of all the crap in the loft and in the garage; some aerial work for my radios; a bit of electronic construction (my MSF clock has finally died and I’ve decided it’s time to build a new one) and a computer repair job that I’ve been promising a neighbour I’d do for about six weeks.
But, so far, I’ve done bugger all, because I have been stricken down with the lurgi. My arms ache; my legs ache; my head is pounding and I have a temperature. In short, I feel shit.
It’s as much as I can do to lay on the sofa, sipping a hot lemony drink and watch daytime telly.
But, I’ve decided that once I am back on my feet, the first thing I’m going to do is consolidate all my debts into one easy monthly payment. Thanks Carol.