Unexpected Distractions
Canary Wharf
I had such great plans for today. Plans to write and tidy and accomplish so much as to feel proud of myself at the end of the day.
Nope. No tidying. No writing. Nothing ticked off the To Do list. But still I feel proud of myself. Today I made time with friends.
An unexpected call this morning took me out of myself long enough to it to be time to head out for lunch and a walk along the Thames with L and little M. She’s so beautiful…
M looks to mummy
Not yet 9 months but determined to walk as soon as possible. Each time I see her it takes about half an hour of being seriously checked out before I’m re-established as a firm friend.
The light along the Thames was amazing. Everything clear as a bell and yet hazy at the same time. Reminds me of something else… but I digress.
Tonight I came home to ‘get on’, only to get a text from Richard informing me that it was Nando’s Time. Nobody argues with Nando’s Time. Oh! The Chicken! The Spices! The Perinaise dip! The Corn on the cob! The Fries! It’s like being violated in the best possible way.
Writing nil. Conversations, laughter and openness with friends 3. And that’s not anything to be ashamed of.
Bring on tomorrow.
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