With the work that we have had done in the house, we haven’t had access to the living room for the last seven weeks. I must admit, it’s not the work that has been the problem, the lads from Ace of Spades have been superb, even if they have consumed vast quantities of tea, custard creams and bourbons. We had to stop buying chocolate hobnobs because I was becoming addicted to them.
Anyhow, life has slowly begun to return to normal,, today we started moving furniture back in to the lounge. Thankfully. The time of living in the evenings off the bed are drawing to a close. These last two nights in particular, I have just given up trying to not sleep. That’s one episode off Grace where I have no idea how it ended, and another episode that is so clouded by the fog of drowsiness that I’m not really sure what happened.
When it comes to important decisions such as which curtains are best suited, well don’t attempt it half asleep. I’m afraid my lack of enthusiasm got the better of me, with muttering of “I don’t care” coming frequently. Not the best response to a wife who is bubbling with enthusiasm, and expects the same from you.
I’d say I’m in the doghouse, but we don’t have a dog and any cat house would be far too luxurious for me. Anyhow, I managed to wake up enough to pen something a bit better than last nights very feeble effort. Goodnight.
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