Friday, 3 November 2017

No harm in that


it was harder than expected, the work last night.

No work today, still on leave.
The remainder of annual leave from two years ago, must be taken.
No harm in that.

The back protests like never before, every change of step on the mornings path to the bathroom is sore at the base of the spine, a walking aid, a stick, a crutch would be welcome. Hope and feel that it will all warm up and return to functionality with time. Stiffness comes with age, things do not function as they used to. 
Move on, set up the coffee pot, clear up the remains of last night's cooking from the kitchen work space.  That is something to look forward to, hot and black, no milk, no sugar. 

Look at the news on the computer. That American will be the end of democracy there. But so what- there are mad and dangerous despots everywhere. Most of them do not come into power. Most of them just make misery in the home.

It was harder on the body, it was game for the work yesterday, it is exhausted today.
oh shit, age.


And by these notes are finished the waking son has established that his old television set cannot be repaired by simple means, and he has decided to dump it.

A fire risk less, be thankful.


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