Love and teabags

[Today's entry is also part of the mass observation/national blog project as part of the 'One Day in History' campaign.]

Proof that life is sometimes perfectly fair? I'm not sure, but it's a great story.

I got up this morning with only minutes to wash and dress. The alarm had gone off but my instinct was to sleep again. I got to work with minutes to spare and had a good day. A feeling of overwhelming happiness was with me today. All around there was stress and hassle but my colleagues and I ended the day in a spirit of positivity - yes I know I sound like a hippy, but this is how it was. Anyway, half term is coming.

When I got home it was to an empty house (apart from the cat). J is at work and I've had to route around for something to eat. Some miso soup and pitta bread later I'm here, still in the kitchen with the cat wondering why I don't pay her more attention. The reason is I'm watching Buena Vista Social Club on the Powerbook. I don't want to do any lesson planning tonight. I want to wait for my wife to come home so I can give her a kiss and tell her how much I love her. Or, if CSI is on telly, wave to her and hope she bought teabags.


nmj said…
Miso soup is the very thing when there's nothing in the cupboards . .
Will said…
Especially red miso, which is fab.

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