Tuesday, November 28, 2017
I'm Late, I'm Late
Wow! I slept so late this morning -- for a school day, anyway. I woke up in the middle of the night and lay in bed sort of semi-awake, thinking about pollution and overpopulation and global warming and world politics and all sorts of fun middle-of-the-night things, and the next thing I knew it was 7 a.m.! Maybe I should meditate on global catastrophe more often? Fortunately I don't need to be at work until 9:15.
The British Gas inspector came yesterday morning for our annual safety survey. He checked out the boiler and the stove and the gas meter, and apparently everything is in good working order. And weirdly, while he was here, the E-On meter reader showed up (that's our electric company) so he also came in and read the meters. It was like Grand Central Station here, Olga wagging her tail enthusiastically at every new arrival.
I had to stay home until they were done, so I went in late yesterday, and it was great to have a few extra hours in the morning.
Today, though, I am out of time -- and I've got to walk the dog!
(Photo: A fencepost near Berrylands, South London, a few weeks ago.)