It's 5.11 am.
And the coffee is going down a treat.
This morning, I feel supremely alive helped (I'm sure) by a good's night sleep; I still had one trip to the bathroom but that's only because I drank two pints of water 🌊 before I went to bed. I needed to, though, having been to the gym with daughter #3 and done a fair bit of aerobic stuff.
OK, so what's on today?
I'm in the office. That's not quite accurate to describe my locus. I work in a factory, save that I work out of a 1960s designed monolith. It's seen much better days but I can't complain because I've got plenty of space, a reasonably quiet environment and I can sneak in a bit of music on my work headphones — hee hee.
I'm really quiet at the moment. We're just not selling much and that means the normal raft of contracts aren't coming my way. What's left for me to get my teeth into, with my previous private practice work ethic, doesn't take any time at all to eat up. It doesn't matter. I'm keeping myself busy — if you get my drift 😉.
Right now, I'm reading — it would be more accurate to say I'm devouring — the works of Robert Wolfe. This is what it says on his publisher's website:( Collapse )