If we were having coffee, we’d be at home today. I’ve invited you over today, so in advance please forgive the bizarre mix I have going on iTunes. You might hear the same song three times in a row – I’m learning it, because it’s French – and then heavy metal, before jumping to some classics that’re older than I am.
I’ve got five books strewn across the table and a folder crammed with stories and poems past. They haven’t gone anywhere yet, but I’m planning.
Hang on. I’ll put the heater on. My weather app tells me it’s 13 degrees, but it’s a very chill 13. I did hang laundry on the line, but it was so nippy I put it through the dryer. I’ve been chilled all day, though trying to keep warm through staying busy. So far I’ve done laundry and there’s a tray of lasagne in the oven just waiting to be switched on.
I hope the sachet-cappuccino is OK this time. I don’t have a proper coffee machine – I’ve got a student loan that I’m aiming to pay off entirely before I buy fun things. So far the paying-it-down scheme is going well.
How was your week?
Mine was interesting. I had a surprise training session where I was learning how to handle three projects – work’s always super-busy like that, multiple projects going all at once, and I think I’m supposed to be training for something else tomorrow. It’s going to be good.
I still have cookies, if you like. Chocolate-chip, my favourite to make. I don’t think my last batch, peanut-butter-chocolate-chip, turned out quite right.
I see you’ve noticed my prompt list. That’s for Flash Fiction July which I’ve started. Stories, 1,000 words or less each day in July. You can Google it if you’re interested.