Busy doing nothing

There were no plans for the day today. Feels like it was the first time in a little while that has happened.

The first half of the day, I decided to return to the art of dating myself. So I let myself have a lie-in, a bit of a read and two (yes, two) cups of tea in bed before I arose and carried out some landscaping around the face and head. I then took myself into town and treated myself - I know, I really shouldn’t have - to some new clothes and a book, which I read when I took myself out to lunch with myself. It was actually really rather nice and I certainly hope to see myself again at some point…

The afternoon flipped on its head with an abundance of company as I joined up with my father and brother in law, who when entrusted to look after his two children on his own for the day, immediately drafted in a support team. There was some blackberry picking involved down river, which was nice as I don’t normally see the river from this viewpoint.

Following further cups of tea, we went our separate ways, so having had my bags packed for a guilt trip, I briefly ventured down to the allotment to do some actual landscaping (well, lawn mowing). We all know that this is thirsty work, so I retired to the pub after and was quite happily enjoying a cold beer in the sun on my own, when an individual who had visited untold emotional pain on a friend of mine, sat down at my table uninvited and proceeded to attempt a conversation like we were old friends.

Conscience of the family groups surrounding me and not wanting to ruin what - to that point - had been a really lovely day, I suppressed my desire to tell this individual what I thought of them and to ask them if they knew or cared just how much damage their actions had done, and instead I hastily finished my drink and turned the other cheek (I couldn’t do it the other way round otherwise I would have spilled my drink all over me) before leaving.

I was annoyed with myself for not being honest with them, but more annoyed for having given up a perfectly good table in the sunshine.

The mood of the day was on the precipice, so I polished off the chilli and wine from the other night and settled down with some snacks and a re-watch of The Batman.

He saved the day once more.