The Importance of Being Idle

A Brief Rundown Before Dinner

Well today was a total waste of my time. Don't get me wrong, the people who wasted my time are being charged for it, but even so I don't really feel there's been much of a point to today. I went down to London last week to deliver some fancy high tech screens for a building refit, and apparently they had decided they wanted them in a different colour because this morning I got the call saying get them down there soon as. Which I do. Only when I get there it transpires there'd been a meeting this morning at which everybody changed their minds and went with the originals, and just didn't tell us. So I had to turn round and bring the bloody thing back home. Still, my experience of driving in London meant that it wasn't such a chore, and on the way out I checked out my crash site to discover that the railings I ploughed through had been replaced but not repainted.
The weekend was good. Well, Sunday was, Saturday we spent the day getting Shaz's Christmas present finally completed (she'd got an antique compass that needed a cover made, so we had to go and collect that from the guy who made it) and we baby sat in the evening. Sunday was for me however a day of creativity, gaming, and being worried about the London marathon. It's now just less than a year away and I have done, with the best will in the world, precisely zero training. And it's a lot of running. And if it's anything like this year, it'll be a lot of running in the rain. Still I MUST do this; it's rare that I set a goal for myself and actually achieve it, and I'd kinda like to go into my fortieth year with some sort of achievement under my belt.
Oh yes, and the brief rundown; I very nearly ran Dexter Fletcher over while I was in London. How's that for a claim to fame?

posted by BadMonkey @ 8:06 PM