I have 26 minutes to get this posted, which is quite a task, so I’d better get on with it.
Most of the time has been spent watching TV, but Julia isn’t feeling well – still post-Covid from what she says (I am suffering some of the same symptoms, but in a milder form). I thought I’d spend some time sitting in the same room as her, chatting and being attentive. I like to think she appreciated my efforts.
I have had another tanka accepted and Failed Haiku is out (Issue 94). I assume that link will eventually become useless. I’m on page 24 if anyone wants to pop over and look.
Nineteen minutes to go . ..
I’ve now hit a wall. Can’t think of a thing to say. I’ve already reported on last night’s meeting. And you’ve heard enough about the boring life of shopkeepers recently. It will be our wedding anniversary soon. It’s always a stressful time of year as I have to provide three thoughtful and imaginative presents in two months (Wedding Anniversary, Julia’s birthday and Christmas).
The stress starts with remembering all the dates. The Wedding Anniversary is quite close to the end of this month. Fortunately, Julia did an embroidery to commemorate that. It’s hanging ao a wall upstairs, so I can check thee exact date nearer the time.
Julia’s birthday is early in the month. So was her fathers, and so was the birthday of an old girlfriend from my early days, when I remembered dates better. So, I remember three dates in November, and have to make sure I don’t mix them up.
Christmas, of course, is easy. Well, it is if you ignore the evidence that suggests he was born in April or September, and probably between 6BC and 4BC.
I really should start writing these dates in my diary.

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