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.

Comments

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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