DVT DAYS 256 & 257

Thursday: all bloody work, one meeting after another, and paper (well digital documents anyway) up to my eyes. Never got to train and went to bed knackered.

Friday and I am up and at the Tesco web site by 7am to get a treasured Christmas delivery slot. I get put in the “waiting room” and I think “oh here we go” but to my surprise I get in and get a delivery of my choice. A win so early in the day is unusual. I took the liberty of starting to fill the on line basket with Christmas goodies, all the sort of strange things that only appear at Christmas like crystallized figs. Mission complete I cook bacon sandwiches and prepare for a day of being a Christmas wrapping elf. Of course there is the hunt the parcel stage and the “now where did I put that” stage before I can get down to the annual wrestle with sellotape. Having emptied my cupboards I am faced with a daunting amount of wrapping to do and as I am in the back bedroom I am on the floor wrapping one thing after another. I go at for hours until I need to eat, so a short break for noodles and I am back wrapping. The door bell goes and Mr Amazon delivers some more parcels and my wrapping task gets bigger. Believe it or not it takes me till almost five o’clock to finish and clear up the debris. I suck it up adn get ready to train, but clear the kitchen before I get myself in to the garage. I get on the rower and pull for half an hour. I get hot and drive myself through. I take time out in the bath adn listen to mood stuff on Spotify fro an hour. The evening is taken up with rugby and Have I got News for You on i-player. I tiredly set about the blog in order to keep up and not to lose the days.

The weekend will be spent getting ready for the decorators to arrive on Monday to start the house lift. Hopefully in a couple of weeks time we will be sitting in a newly decorated house with our heating system working at which point I shall hunker down for the winter.