Yes, I missed a day gain, but I have good excuse. I slept until just past midnight, woke up and decided to sleep instead of write. Mentally I feel better for it. Conscience-wise, I know I should have written last night, and should have made time to do it. However, spilt milk and all that . . .
The moving finger writes, and having writ, moves one, nor all thy piety nor wit shall lure it back tom cancel half a line, nor all thy tears wash out a word of it . . . Or words to that effect. A quote from Omar Khayyam that I nearly know by heart. I run into trouble as it gets to the end, so I checked this up and copied it to be sure.
It’s pizza for tea. Bought in bases. Sauce from a jar. Coleslaw from a plastic tub. After a day in the shop I really can do without the need to produce thinly sliced cabbage. I’m thinking of making soup for lunch as it’s better for me than sandwiches.
Tomorrow is Saturday and then it will be Sunday again. Another week gone and none of my plans put into action.
Later tonight I am going to return to my Open learning course on the Roman Empire. I decided to take a more laid back attitude this year. When I rejoined i was upset to find that I had forgotten 90%, perhaps more, of all the material I had covered. Worse than that, I’d even forgotten taking a couple of the courses. I admit they aren’t long, but it was a bit of a shock. I’m going to go slower, repeat the reading and make notes this time.
Tonight I will re-read Unit One in an attempt to make it take root.
Pizza picture is because I mentioned pizza. Pig picture – well only a heart of stone would not fail to find a piglet cute.