It ain't raining today, its the holy floods of Noah going on out there!
When we ring R's parents we are always given weather reports. They can recite what has happened in their lives weather wise back for at least a week. Any time. Without us even asking. It drives R completely up the wall. After all, he's just rung them, he's paying money to the phone company so he can talk to them, and they are telling him about rain wind and sunshine. We've tried to work out why they do this. One reason is that they are on rainwater, so if it doesn't rain they may have to buy water or not do as much washing etc. But they have enough tanks there for about three houses, so it doesn't actually matter to them if it doesn't rain for about a month, as they have a couple of months of water stored. And it Always Rains Every Month in Clevedon. So we've Ccluded it must be they don't like talking about much else. They seem to lead very quiet and unCtemplated lives. So, as they do the same thing every week (pretty much) and as they haven't thought about it, there is not a lot to say. Everything except the weather is the same as last week.
I have been typing in my references - I am a lean mean typing machine, who is powering through the accumlated references of 7 years at speed. I love this kind of mindless labour. I feel like stuff is getting done, but it is such easy work - no thinking! The only pain is in my shoulders. Excessive typing brings the shortcomings of this workstation into clear focus. So yesterday when I had finished what I had planned to do sooner than planned (!), I Csidered typing some more and decided not too. After unlocking my shoulders, and straightening my back. And loosening my arms and neck... Mmmmm yoga stretches.
Should really get a proper desk.
Posted by Toni at July 29, 2004 10:32 AM