So the celebrations are over with, schools go back on Monday, can't say I'm too disappointed by that. I could do with the money - I've only £20 to last a fortnight, hmm!
Christmas was ok, I made my usual resolutions and sat aghast tonight to see the new Doctor emerge as Matt Smith. An almost unknown, and not sure if he's the right choice. But having never watched Ruby and the Smoke or any of the other things he's done, I'll see what he's like, I suppose.
One things for sure, a huge fan base will leave Doctor Who when David Tennant finishes. It will be a sad day for all of us Whovians who have been a fan of David's and watched him run across the Universe. Every actor who has taken on the role has always made it his own, so I guess we just have to wait and see.
I'm waiting to see the results of my asthma test on Wednesday, having already been told I'm to have a chest x-ray, I'm a tad worried. Would have been happier had the doctor informed me of that on Wednesday as at least I could have successfully got through the festivities without that hanging over me and causing me to think of things beginning with the letter C.
Yeah, so, that said, I've to wait and find out when I go for that, so working on Monday is a good way of putting these worries to the back of my mind and concentrating on my job. Kids are always a good reason to forget your worries and concentrate on them.
I've started blitzing the house my room in particular. I've decided I need to sell a load of things and will need to search out some sites and car boot sales over the next few months. I have a book to save for and new items to buy in the stores replacing the old stuff in the kitchen and selling the dog cage. Way too big and in the way now. Although having said that, we do have the gas men calling soon to sort out the gas pipes and the dog will need to be caged for that. So perhaps should wait until after then.
Right feeling the urge to complete another jigsaw so will head back downstairs and watch mindless tv with my smoker husband. It's probably what's been causing all the breathlessness with me, it's his fault. I've probably got passive smokers disease or something.
Perhaps I should hang the jigsaw and concentrate on my story now, just in case.
Saturday, 3 January 2009
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