Item – Our internet disappeared yesterday. Apparantly, actually, thousands of people’s internet disappeared, because, I believe, Slough burnt a hole in the fabric of space-time. Admittedly the engineers weren’t exactly clear on that point.
Item – Faced with an entire evening of nothing to do but talk to each other (now that Forbrydelsen is over), H and I were driven to go to bed early and RTFM.
Item – The Family Drama, it continues. A different relative has announced he is getting married. He announced it by email. He is getting married this weekend. On another continent. Most of us haven’t even met the girl. …crickets….
Item – After work today I went into the centre of town to buy presents for my sister, my uncle and my mother, who are having a birthday trifecta this weekend, also it is Mothering Sunday (the British version of Mother’s Day, and yes, every shop, advert, poster and annoying work colleague is reminding me of this fact, hurrah). Spending a lot of money very quickly in a blizzard of pink and yellow Easter candy and gigantic posters saying ‘Mum’s the word!’ has somehow failed to delight me. Not even the defective trains and the nearly-two-hour trip home again raised my spirits.
Item – I’ve been doing sums again, and if this cycle adheres to the mode average, my next period will screw the Easter Bank Holiday for me. Of course it will. Any bets on it being another miscarriage, just so we leave No Holiday Unscathed? After all, we’ve already done Christmas, Halloween and my birthday.
Item – I am so tired. I need about a month off lying on a couch being fed chicken soup while I do nothing but catch up on my reading.