We ended up having an extremely late night last night. We watched a movie on Netflix until gone midnight, and then my wife cracked open a bottle of Prosecco… It was 2.30 before we stumbled upstairs to bed, so it was correspondingly late when we got out of bed (10.30am!).
My wife took the dog out this morning, and for that I am very grateful – it’s a horrible grey morning here in Southrepps and it is tipping down with rain – a very wet new year!
I have decided that I’m not straying far from the sofa today. I do, however, brave the miserable weather to split some logs in the garden, and fill the log basket in preparation for lighting the fire a little later on. I struggle a little with energy and balance when I’m swinging the log splitting axe, so I split just enough logs to be going on with and don’t push my luck. My voice is weak again today, so my theory that it depends on how much I talk as to how weak my voice gets, seems to be blown out of the water – I haven’t done a whole lot of talking today. Tremor is breaking through a little on both sides today – perhaps because of our late night and my current fatigue – but it is manageable,
It isn’t cold outside, and our little cottage is quite warm and snug, but I light the fire just after 1pm in any case – I like to have a fire blazing away in the woodburner, it makes me feel warm just to look at it. I spend some time analysing the viewing figures on each of my YouTube videos, seeing which ones are most popular and considering where my efforts would be best employed in the future.
After a very early dinner of leftovers, we settle down for the evening in front of the fire with a beer and Netflix.