It’s been a very, very long day today. I’m sure that someone has been playing a naughty trick on me. I’m convinced that while I wasn’t looking, this trickster thought it would be funny to turn back time. What other explanation is there for the longest day in history?
I suppose the fact that I am tired could be playing an essential part in this long day. Tired as a result of a late night with my friend Claire last night. I must stop doing this during the week, but it’s too darn tempting sometimes.
My friend Claire now lives in a charming village in the next county. “I could live here!” I found myself saying. Actually I say that a lot. “How much do you think that house would cost?” I enquired, as I pointed at a tiny but cute cottage. “An absolute fortune,“ was my friend’s reply. In other words, even in a debt-free life I wouldn’t be able to afford it. Okay, maybe I couldn’t live here.
“I could live here too!” was my reaction to my friends pent house suite in this charming village. Impressively large and stylish it is. I immediately imagined myself strolling through the rooms, with a glass of wine in my hand, and cooking an amazing but surprisingly simple meal in the kitchen.
“Wow, this is my dream kitchen,” I said, as we entered the kitchen.
Pasta, salad and wine were enjoyed in my dream kitchen. We then moved into the living room to spread out on the sofas and watch Big Brother. Big Brother was pure background noise of course, our conversation was far more interesting.
“I love this room too,” said I, with regards to the living room. “And look at the view of the lake!” The view of the lake was very pleasant and relaxing.
Yep, I think you could say I approve of my friends new living accommodation. One small matter though – I do wish we’d gone to bed earlier. All that talking, enthusiasm and lack of sleep has worn me out. It’s been a very, very long day.
But at long last, I’m off to the train station, and I have another dinner date at another friends house tonight. Do I ever learn? However, I have promised myself – I will go to bed at a sensible time tonight. You have my word on that. Otherwise, feel free to dish out some kind of punishment for my lack of will power and my stupidity. I’ll let you know how it goes!
One last thing, if I find the culprit who turned back time today, I’ll have a few words to say to him. He shouldn’t be allowed to get away with it. It's a dirty trick and I'm not finding it funny at all.
See you tomorrow, dearest readers.
Picture of the day:
In the garden too.