Quiet day today, still recovering from my weekend of driving. May be full of eagerness and vim and vigour but tempus fugit and all that and I have to realise not as young as I was, sad to say. Drove family home from Suffolk to London on Sunday afternoon and while I normally buzz backwards and forwards up the A12 with nary a thought, this time I had my family with me and I found this responsibility a bit scary and subsequently was tense throughout the drive. No probs of course and arrived safely and after a cup of tea, back into the car and back to Colchester from London. By the time I parked outside my flat I was welded to my seat and my back, already a bit dodgy from painting efforts earlier in the week, was locked and I staggered indoors looking like Quasimodo.
But no matter - no need to get up for work so I had an early night (after watching the Wallander I had recorded the night before on my new box of tricks) and slept solidly until nearly 9 am the next morning and spent most of the day padding around in housecoat, slurping tea and sleeping. Felt like a wrung out
dishtowel and was glad to take it easy.
While I was doing this taking it easy I looked at my living room walls and realised that the Duck Egg Blue which I had decided upon for the walls was really a bit dark and I immediately threw a wobbly wondering just when I would find the right shade. Walls currently looking like a patchwork quilt with squares of colours all over the place. So off to Sainsburys Homebase again and found a Light Duck Egg blue so another tester pot (anybody any ideas for using up unwanted tester pots? I have dozens) came home, sloshed it on the wall and OH YES perfect. Phew that's a relief. Think I will leave the painting till next week, have a busy few days coming up, including a trip to London for Florence sitting on Thursday and back Friday. I still have to overcome this feeling that I have to do things NOW and keep forgetting that my time is my own and that I can pace myself.
Interested in all the responses to my post on Wallander yesterday - nipped to library this morning and found another two on the shelves (am determined NOT to go out and buy entire set of titles when library is handy) and will be making cup of tea in mo and getting stuck in.
Before I do that, please take a look at this interesting article in the Mail on Sunday. It is written by Daisy Goodwin and tells of the research undertaken in the writing of her super new book My Last Duchess (click on title to see my review of last month) which has just been published. A great read and for those of you who have read The Shuttle by Frances Hodgson Burnett or any of Edith Wharton's novels dealing with dynastic marriages, then you will find it an absorbing and delightful book. Looking forward to her second novel already.
Right, have just put rubbish out for tomorrow, tidied up living room, washed up dishes and am now aglow with virtue so off to sofa with Wallander.
Au reservoir everyone.
