Finally dropped off about 01:30 and woke at 06:00 it’s driving me mad but not as mad as the conspiracy to get me thinner, I checked what the rest of the world was up to on social media and I’m inundated with ads for fitness and weight-loss apps thought I might download one called WalkFit it said its free….is it bollocks. I entered the humiliating info needed like height, weight etc and they asked if I lived a sedentary life (I had to google that and my feet can confirm I most certainly do not) then the idea is they give you a plan to walk yourself thinner/fitter so wasting 15 mins of my life I finish the question section and boom they want £58.99 for a year to tell me how far I need to walk to lose my flab, well I happen to know for free to hit my target weight I need to start walking today and not stop until I get to Australia. While all this is going on the tv is trying to flog me Jane Plan diets and various exercise torture devise. I’m off to fry eggs!
Ffs why does my son not want to homeschool?? He doesn’t even know what I have planned and he starts whinging, I had to do the old “I’m calling your headmaster” routine just to get him to sit at the table, by the third number punched in the phone he was begging me not to grass him up he was a little more compliant after that but I kept it brief and after lunch we made Easter cakes so snuck maths in without him realising (it’s a bit like hiding veggies in kids dinners)
I’m increasingly finding hard to get motivated I think a lot of it due to lack of quality sleep, when I do sleep I have very intense dreams that leave me a bit shaken when I wake, it’s like my conscious is catching up with me for things I’ve done in the past (I hope this isn’t a sign my life is about to end) I did see a bit of program about the effect lockdown and the whole COVID-19 thing is having on us and lots of people reported the same sleeping problems I’m having. Gary on the other hand hasn’t lost a wink! He did get up and collect my flower order but then spent most of the day sleeping in the chair frankly making my piss boil with rage but I bit my lip and smiled sweetly as starting an atmosphere at this time would be a very bad thing! Anyway he did go out and trim a bit more hedge and yes burnt the clippings, he alone and his pyromaniac ways are, responsible for a sizeable hole in the ozone layer.
Had another go at home hairstyling but Gary’s is the easiest thing on earth even I can manage a grade one all over, I also attacked his crazy eyebrows and his nasty mr twit style beard got the gooner as well.
Fried eggs on toast for brunch, lunch was a cup of tea and one of the chocolate Easter cakes the kids made and I made an huge cottage pie that was an oxo cube short of perfection served with brussel sprouts, peas and swede. I think it’s homemade chicken Kiev’s on the menu for tomorrow I only have a 50/50 success rate with those so we will see if it’s a good day or a garlic butter leaks out and chicken is as dry as a nuns chuff kind of day!
The rest of my time was made up of the mundane task we all have like washing cleaning blah blah but as I’m still aiming for my sense of accomplishment each day I took on the toy chest challenge and won! A whole sack of toys ready for the charity shop when they reopen all I have to do is keep them hidden until then so Fabian doesn’t realise.
Can’t go wrong with a bit of Tomb Raider what’s not to love about Angelina gun slinging her way around some of my favourite places on earth, it’s when I really started to love Cambodia and new I had to go there and when this is all over I’m going again, life is too precious to waste and if this isn’t making a point of that nothing will! Other than having both my children my trip to Cambodia was the best thing I’ve ever done, the sights the sounds, smells (some of those weren’t great) everything is a sensory overload and certainly an emotional rollercoaster getting absorbed in its ancient history and it’s more recent horrific genocide. The people, the food and scenery are beyond compare, if I never get to do anything like it again then my memories of sitting on a rooftop bar in Phnom Penn over looking the Mekong drinking cocktails while watching a stunning lightning storm, seeing the the sunrise at Angkor Wat or roaring with laughter riding the bamboo railway (bugger health and safety everyone should try it) or watching 3 million bats leave a cave at dusk will last me a lifetime. Getting back to Angelina, purely by chance I booked a little hotel in Battambang called the Maison Wat Kor it turned out to be a little bit of paradise, it wasn’t flash but it was perfect in every way and it just so happens that when Angelina and then husband Brad went to Cambodia they book the whole place out (10 rooms) and I got her room (they are very proud of this her picture outside of it) I could write a book on my trip there in just a few weeks I fully understood why she loves Cambodia so much it really gets under your your skin!
Enough reminiscing it’s time for bed I hope my dreams are good and very long ones!
Life but not as we know it 