The next decade....what's in store?

Happiness is.....

Having Friday as a day off with cricket playing.

Woke up at about 9:45, had breakfast (cooked oatmeal, protein powder, raisins, ripe banana, juice, half mango). Let the food digest a bit, then it was time for houseword while the TV was showing cricket.

First I took up all the clothes that have been on the bed in the Sex Bedroom since 1st April....

I live in a two bedroom flat. One bedroom, the one I have been sleeping in, has two twin beds and the other has one double bed. I decided that I want a change. So while I was spreading up the second bedroom, I was thinking that that is the bed I should use for sex......assuming that I something I do!

While speading it up though, I noticed that it squeaks, so that won't do. I can't have sex on a squeaking bed. It's a distraction. So no sex. Anyway, that is where I will sleep tonight.

Put loads of washing in the machine. Three to be exact. First the towels, but that couldnt be done until the rain stopped. Oh, I didn't mention that it was pouring when I woke up and continued for about an hour after that. So after the towls, it was the work clothes (why can't I wear sweat pants and sneakers to work???), then the sheets that haven't been christened with sex.

I then swept and mopped di whole apartment. It's actually quite large and cheap. I don't know why I called the real estate agents today searching for another. Oh, I remember why as I made my way through the bush to get to the supermarket at about 4:30. Before that, I had checked online for what was going to be showing on Oprah. Nothing exciting. Her shows are getting less interesting I find. Less philosophical. I like philosophical and psychological shows and of course the odd celebrity silly show is appreciated.

Came back. Oh, in the supermarket I was asking one of the guys who works there for the mini packs of Crix. If you havent discovered them, go searching. They are 60 calories per pack, the biscuits are tiny so you get a lot. It's a psychological ploy actually. You think you are eating a lot because you have to dip your hand in the packet many times. Anyway, the guy asked if I didn't want the large pack. No, I explained to him, because I will keep dipping my hand in and then eat a lot. "You're dieting". Yes. Kind of. Have to lose 20 more pounds. "You're ok as you are man". Then another guy who works there who I know comes out from the storeroom. So I tell him about the 20 pounds. He say nah, you're fine. Me nah listen to dem.

Came back home, warmed up veggie mince which had been frozen in the freezer (no shit Sherlock!) for a couple of weeks, boiled some spinach pasta, made a salad (lettuce, tomato, carrot, cheese, fat free dressing) and had Diet 7-up (no aspartame, no caffeine).

Now I am going to have a little ice cream to round off a great day.

Posted by yamfoot at June 23, 2006 08:52 PM