Mhm

Lazy days. You would think I'd be frantically preparing for christmas, or for the job interview, and, by god, proofreading the paper I actually brought home.

Oh no.
Granted, I tidied some. Turned the washing mashine on. Wrote a list.
And went to town on choir business, was there too early, ended up going to half a concert (the soprano did a good job of attacking "O holy night") and totally failed at present shopping.

See, I have two gifts left to buy.
A pyjamas for my godson.
However, all the pyjamases in all the kid shops were ugly or dull.
And a present for the man. I'm getting him a bicycle computer, I thought.
Of course, the model I was going for was sold out.
And there were no bike shops in the mall- the only place open that late.
So, complete failure.

I've been surfing the net. Some of those gadgets are ugly.
I'm secondguessing the idea, but it seems to be the best I can come up with. And he loves his bike. Anyway, men like toys, don't they?

Got home, starving, with groceries, had chocholate and pizza (in that order). Was going to bake christmas cookies, but there's too much on the box.

Lazy day. Fine way to spend a Saturday.
I miss him. It's not neurosis, nor insecurity, no freaking out - I just missed him today.
God, I'm hooked.