Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Tardy and inadequate digest.

Another digest. At this rate, I might as well give up the blogging lark, not that it isn't cathartic when I get to post, but I'm finding it increasingly difficult to a) motivate myself to post and b) find the time. More the former, to be fair.

Since my last post, physiotherapy has ended and I've started back playing sports again. I've not yet expanded this into going to the gym, but I already feel better and hope that when I add the gym to my weekly exercise, that I will start losing some weight, too. My current wardrobe is getting a little tight around the waist for my liking.

MfW has been a fucking pain in the arse with regards our impending house move. He's prone to periods of complete paranoia and his latest episode is to accuse me of deliberately throwing a spanner in the works with regards a house move, despite the proposed house being completely wrong for me. Luckily, I was able to sit down with him and have a chat, but it was a lot more stress and trouble than it should have been.

The friendship with KfW2 is really moving forward though... we've been out for lunch, had drinks and it wouldn't surprise me if there were rumours around the office about us. Not that I care about such things and, hey, who doesn't like being linked romantically to hot women? It's more than just chat in the office and filling gaps at lunchtime... there's plenty of phone calls and texting and, as mentioned above, the odd social drink after work (and sometimes at lunch).

There are a couple of big social things coming up over the next few weeks that I'm really looking forward to. Out with KfW2 to the pub on Friday to a work thing and that'll probably do me for this weekend. The week after, there are two big events that I'm really looking forward to. On top of that, my nephews are having their birthdays in July, so there's plenty of fun and stuff to look forward to.

Things that make you go "hmmmm".

I mean to post this yesterday, but I was having a lazy day and watching Star Wars, so wasn't thinking about blogging. The night out on F...