Monday and I am slow to wake up having slept heavily, however I take my vitals, which are okay but not brilliant, before getting on the phone to book my next 28 day jab and my next set of hospital bloods. With that out of the way I get into my training gear, adding the tracksuit bottoms as its going to be cold in the garage today. I go to the fridge to get eggs for my breakfast sandwich and find none, and then promptly over toast the last bagel resulting in a more crunchy bagel than I had planned for. With my meds taken I attend to some more live admin and then its time to go and row, my partner having gone to the gym for a bobbing bout in the water class.

The garage is cold, I have a headache for which I have downed paracetamol and I am not feeling any enthusiasm for the session, but I set an hours session to do. Sometimes I just have to suck it up and get on with it. The session is a slow slog as I listen to one of Radio three’s chill out sessions, it gets me through the session but my row is up not to par falling just short of twelve kilometres but the calories burn is acceptable.

I recorded the session and then take a shower and wash my hair once I am able to get the bead out of the end of my hair, but I get there in the end. It always feels so good to shower after a session. I return to the lounge where I find the tile delivery I was expecting has been made. They are propped up in the porch so I bring them in and stack them near the office where they will be eventually laid. I send a nudging message to the tiler and then start to draft the blog. It works as he rings me back quickly and we agree a timetable for him to come and do the floor preparation and the tile laying. So by the end of the first week of November we should be there. Another project done and dusted.

By five o’clock I am drafting the blog while my partner makes tea prior to her singing lesson. It will be a lazy night for me until Tesco deliver later on and then I am heading for bed before the start of a busy three days before going away at the weekend to see my youngest daughter and her ever growing bump with my youngest grandson. I have something bubbling away inside at the moment prompted by looking up at the sky the other day but I cannot get it to fall to the page yet, I shall have to be patient until whatever it is is ready, but I feel it strongly trying to find a way out.