I’m feeling very tired this morning, in spite of having had a good night’s sleep, and I feel very unenthusiastic about getting up off my backside and doing anything. I sit on the sofa with my iPad, responding to a couple of emails and several social media messages while I drink my tea and nutriblast, and then take the dog for her morning walk before PopMaster starts.
My new next door neighbour disturbs my sloth by knocking at the front door to ask me if I know anything about television aerials because he can’t get his telly to work. I grab my tools and wander around to next door to take a look, seriously doubting that I would be able to sort it out for him, but prepared to take a quick look nonetheless. It turns out that he has recently had all of the sockets, switches and television points replaced by an electrician – an electrician who didn’t know how to wire up a television point! I correct the wiring for him, and leave him happily watching daytime TV.
I return to being a couch potato, and catch up on what’s happening in the world by reading The Metro online. I manage to stir myself and take the dog for another walk (in between heavy rain showers) and then tidy the kitchen, load the dishwasher and vacuum downstairs before my wife gets home from work.