Yesterday I was bored. This is rare for me as I am never ever bored. I had finished the cow, a task that had been hanging over me for quite some time, and all I had to look forward to was a long afternoon of ennui. Mr Smith is also bored. We rang and invited ourselves to stay with friends who all immediately had a thousand things to do - odd that. Then we thought we'd go to the sea in the rain but that's really boring and the flat is currently let to other bored people so we can't do that. I know, perhaps we'll spend the night in the spare room then Mr Smith can pretend he's taken me away for the weekend. Actually, that has to be his idea otherwise he moans and says he didn't want to go away in the first place.
I am determined not to be bored. I am going to a gruelling keep fit session called 20/20/20 which sounds like an extra long cricket match but is in fact 20 minutes of three different awful sounding exercises. I'll let you know how boring it was in my next.
No comments:
Post a Comment