Thursday.

I thought I'd blog a weekday, to balance out the lovely weekend stuff. It wasn't the quietest day as it happens. It's normally just breakfast, bus, work, lunch, work, bus, dinner, tv, junk food, bed. With possible variations of jillian, bible study, or eating out. Hence, this will be a super boring read, but I want to post in the interests of a fair representation of my life.



It's going to be a hot day apparently.

I got up at 6.30 to hang washing outside to dry. My earliest wake-up since daylight savings! High five for me.

My radio is on Eastside.

I got dressed in a dress and cardigan, had breakfast while reading a detective book, put lunch in bag, closed the curtains and windows to keep the heat out of the house today, and went to the bus stop.

I got a seat on a bus at 7.35.

I was the second one to the office. I read a psalm and prayed a bit.

I started work, reading emails and stuff.

Martyn arrived and I asked if he was a JP because he looks like one. He is!

Martyn certified a copy of my ID. Today I am posting in my tax bill cheque and a form to consolidate super (requiring certified ID, to move $13.44 worth of super.)

My neck is stiff.

The Frenchman is in the office today. He is the one who tipped me off about a new pillow for my neck cricks.

I'm working on making bible studies into pdfs people can download, A4 size, US letter, and iPad size.
It's copy and paste stuff.

I'm listening to Willy Mason on Spotify.

I'm wearing socks that I took to work because my feet get cold in the aircon.

It is a colleague's birthday, so S brought in cake for afternoon tea. It looks like a kid's cake with smarties on top.

I ate a big morning tea because bored: some cashews, a banana, 2 milk coffee biscuits and a few m&ms.

I posted my letters across the street to see if it was hot, it wasn't hot.

I had a salad for lunch.

We had birthday cake at 2pm, including trying to sing Happy Birthday to the tune Ride of the Valkyries.

We did weekly office prayer time.

At 3.30 M asked me why I hadn't cleaned my teeth yet, because he sets his watch by my 2pm tooth brushing. So I cleaned my teeth.

Cake coma. Listening to new Paul Kelly album on Spotify. Sleepy.

4.30, someone found champagne in the fridge and we drank it for the birthday girl.

5pm I went home.

I got in my washing.

A friend came over to do Jillian with me, she's a beginner so we did a bit over half. It's our fortnightly catch-up.

Shower, dinner + lunch prep, tv, dessert, crochet, flatmate chat, cross stitch, bed at 10pm.