I am not in the least hungover.
I am just a little tired (read dead on my feet). After the longest week at work ever I dashed off on Saturday morning (after a run and lots of chores) and went to a party with wonderful friends and drank a little wine and champagne until going to bed promptly at 3am.
Have you ever tried to sleep on your own in a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuge Georgian manor house?
There were other people around but they were all miles away and there were so many noises and creaks and things that went bump in the night that I may even have left the light on for the first time in my life ever.
I gave up at about six thirty am (after having got up at least six times to check various n
oises) and got up.
I am now sitting on the sofa.
I may make some Tacos.
I will read parts of the Sunday papers that do not make me cry.
I will bathe and there will be bubbles.
I will not be writing anything of any merit.
I also do not deserve to be told off for staying up late- it was a party!
Tomorrow I promise to write something proper er no….. sensible …. nope ….
Well, tomorrow I will write something.
I hope your Sunday is wonderful too.
Shhhhhh.
A haunted Georgian manor house! Well that could fuel a few fantasies.
Prefectdt
Honestly- not haunted just me on my own in the dark being silly. I am not even sure that I believe in ghosts. I wish I did but I do not think I do- unless it is three in the morning and I am on my own in a creaky, noisy house.
But fantasise away- be my guest.
Oooh my imagination always gets carried away with me when i'm in my own house by myself let alone in a giant old mansion. I always hide under the covers and make a little air hole to breathe with, because if I cant see the bad things I think are there, then they wont be able to see me. Logical huh. The odd thing is I never worry about burglars or rapists, its always ghosts and monsters i'm scared of. I think I may be odd.
No- you must be very sensible because I am just the same way. I had three dogs with me- I could have set them on dull old murderers or rapists.
I hide under the covers too. Maybe we should send duvets to all the people in mortal peril- we could save ccountless lives.