Sunday

Hi peeps,

Well I didn't sleep much last night, just 00:30 to 04.00, which is very little sleep for a nortyperson who runs on 8 hours sleep.
And I haven't felt the need to sleep during the day, indeed no, I have been like a demented grasshopper.

When I woke at 4am there was no hope of sleep, and it is a good thing it is Sunday and no work. I finished editing up the 4th Wanderer book and sent it to publish.
I also had a long conversation about homelessness and my books with someone who cares about the homeless. She was very positive about my books, what she has read so far anyway.

I have been deep cleaning the flat all day, getting rid of tons of stuff and preparing to move home.

I have also enjoyed lots of films and TV and the Hollyoaks Omnibus.
And I cleaned Max, I need to do his tyre pressures this week and book him in to see his best friend for repairs.

I am watching Self/less on DVD and I hope to watch Humans later if I am not too tired.

My work bag is ready for the usual day on the gardening team tomorrow, and I just have a few more things in the flat to sort out to finish the major cleaning and sorting out. I should also write to one of my penpals, I have been a bit delayed in replying to her.

The sunrises, sunsets and seascapes and cold air have been lovely. I wish I could feel the joy for these things that I used to, but the Church of England have stunned my joy for life into a coma.

So that is my weekend anyway, nice and boring :)