122 days ago, I embarked upon a bit of a mission. I’m quite shocked at how quickly the time has gone, and to be honest how much I have enjoyed this. Just occasionally A little bit of a struggle to write something, but I have achieved it. There is always a fear that I would give up or miss a day for whatever reason. I’m not saying that still won’t happen, but I see no reason to stop.
When we (what do I mean we, when my wife) buy mugs, we tend to buy multiples, that is a minimum of two. Have sets of two mugs of different patterns. The problem comes when one of the pairs gets broken. That happened a few days ago.
So, we have an odd mug. Actually we have several odd mugs and cups but the were generally not bought as pairs so they are not odd, and therefore don’t disturb my mug feng shui. We have a mug tree which disturbs me; it only takes nine mugs, and so unless there is a random mug laying around, I have to break a mug pair and not stack them on the work top. I stand there contemplating this. My wife Stands there contemplating whether I am bonkers. We look at other, we grin. I re-arrange the mugs. I am not obsessive about it honestly.