annanotbob's Diaryland Diary
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Later that night...
I just handed in my notice. I am an ex-dog-walker. Not necessarily for long, but for now. She's been getting on my nerves. On Monday she tore up the rubbish sack and strewed the contents all round the garden. Yesterday she shat on the lawn, rolled in it and came inside, reeking of vileness. She follows me around, looking at me. Bollocks to that. Jane lived alone when the Millie-walking started, but the artist/unemployed BF's been in residence for over a year now - he can walk the fucking dog.
I swam today. Very good - yoga yesterday so that's exercise two days in a row. And it really did chill me out after the horrors of the morning (as described in previous entry), just enough to make things OK again. Traffic slowed to a crawl on the way home so I took pics out of the window:
I shall have another go at that one with the curvy ploughed field - I like that line and may have to park and get a better shot. I'm also fond of a line of dead weeds in a foreground. On my way out there was a heavy grey sky which made a great contrast, but my camera was at the bottom of my bag and I was still all agitated at that point.
Things that are good in my life at this precise second, right here, right now: Bob nodding off on the computer monitor; warm feet in furry slippers; not having to get up in the morning; clean hair in nice ringlets (well I like them); the knowledge that although I fell into a dark place, I pulled myself back out towards the light. Phew.
Sweet dreams xxxx
10:31 p.m. - 23/09/2009
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