Just some stuff

Surprisingly, the guys never turned up. in fact, they still haven't. My brother-in-law has made all arrangements, but we're still none the wiser about when they're going to show up.

In other news, KfW2 phoned last night. She'll come and visit me over the weekend, she said. At least I think that's what she said... the line was terrible. A thought popped into my head that she'd come alone, but I've no idea why I jumped to that conclusion. Hope, maybe? Regardless of whether the kids are with her or not, it'd still be great to see her.

That's life...

I have the rest of the week off work and I'm going to get a lie in tomorrow. Unsurprisingly, my sleep has been awful recently, even after the six mile walk from Monday night.

So, yeah, a lie-in. What are the odds that the guys who are meant to be working in my back garden pick tomorrow to show up at 8 AM with a digger? Pretty good, I'd say.

Walk on.

With the good weather threatening to break at any point, Nerdy Girl and I arranged to meet. It's slightly unbalanced... her choice of meeting place is a few hundred metres from her house... but two miles from mine. I toyed with getting the bus or cycling over, but decided against it. I regretted that decision later.

We walked for about 90 minutes and had a pleasant conversation about, well, rubbish really. It really was all small talk. We parted ways back where we met and I started to walk home, except I could feel a blister forming on my foot.

As luck would have it, there was a bus coming up the road, so I jumped on it. Doubly lucky, it actually got to within a quarter of a mile of my house. Result!

I stopped recording as I got on the bus: 6.6 miles, 13,500 steps and 885 calories burned. Had I walked the rest of the way home, that would have been 8 miles.

I got a Chinese on the way home. I'm blaming Nerdy Girl for talking about it while we were walking... and because by the time I got back into the house at 8 PM, I was not starting to cook dinner from scratch.

Ah well... it was nice to get out of the house, to see someone "new" since the lockdown and general get some exercise. My feet are killing me though.

Status Update: Week 10

The magic number this week is 227.8 lbs

It's a little surprising because, if I am being honest, the whole weight loss thing was not really a consideration this week. Motivation (or lack thereof) was a factor, as was frustration.

This week could be a write off too as I have a couple of personal things to attend to that's probably going to result in beers and food.

Today's weather is decent, so I might try and get Nerdy Girl out for that promised meet up/walk that we've discussed. That's going to be at least a 4 mile walk (2 miles either way to our meeting point), then whatever we do in between.

Just chatting

I'm in a Whatsapp group with a load of people that I used to work with, including KfW2 and Stalky Guy. I would regard all of the people in the group to be friends, with the exception of Stalky Guy.

So when a guy sent a message out of the blue yesterday that said:

"I'm going sound like an idiot, but I miss you guys and gals. It's an insane amount of time to be away from people."

There were a few replies. One guy is loving it, the others seemed to be coping rather than thriving.

I posted my own message.

"I've loved the money and time I'm saving, but I miss seeing people in person and I do actually miss being in work. I work better with people around me, I think."

The thriving guy was quick to reply, and his message sounded like he was trying to make a competition of the circumstances.

"I'm more alone in the office than I am at home" (He has a wife, kids and dogs at home, in the office, he's a one-man team).

Was he trying to equate the fact that he doesn't speak to anyone in the office to me actually sitting on my own in my house? I've gone a week at a time during this lockdown without seeing another human being. When KfW2 gave me a hug last Monday after leaving my house, that was only the second piece of physical contact with another human being since the lockdown - nearly four months into it.

I think his message in both content and tone ended what might have been a frank conversation, and possibly one that everyone needed.

No more bedtime cheese.

Another dream. I'm remembering these dreams, I think, because they come in the final phase of sleep that I get, that's not really that deep. My sleeping patterns are weird - I fall to sleep quickly, but will wake somewhere between ninety minutes and two hours after dropping off. I'll fall asleep again and wake another two hours or so later, then turn over again and awake, finally, somewhere between 7 AM and 8 AM.

It's this last phase where I'm remembering my dreams.

This time, KfW2 was getting married, somewhere foreign. I was there, for the wedding and for some other, business-related, reason. USHW was also there, as a guest of KfW2. In the dream, literally minutes after touching down on foreign soil, KfW2 had somehow managed to find a new man, dump her fiance and insist on getting married to the new guy.

Obviously, everyone's appalled at this behaviour, but no-one can find KfW2 to try and make her see sense. My time is torn between trying to find KfW2 and whatever business thing I was also meant to do.

USHW keeps me up-to-date on the KfW2 progress via video calls. Eventually, she is found and the wedding goes ahead with the new man, though the atmosphere has obviously changed for the worse. I wake up in the middle of the wedding reception.

That's just weird. It was KfW2's actual wedding anniversary a few days ago. I suspect it was actually KfW2's anniversary of meeting her now hubby. Or re-meeting him. She's kinda sentimental that way, so doing it on the same date/day is very her. And I do know it was around this time of year that he showed up at her house, wine in hand and they've been inseparable ever since.

Boots ahoy!

I've started watching a programme called "Upload" on Amazon Prime. While I'm only three episodes in, I'm really enjoying it so far.

The synopsis from IMDB:
"A man is able to choose his own afterlife after his untimely death by having his consciousness uploaded into a virtual world. As he gets used to his new life and befriends his angel (real world handler) questions about his death arise."

And it's funny, and seems to be setting me up for a punch in the feels and thus is giving off a vibe like "Now and Again".

I'm also enjoying the deceased character's girlfriend's penchant for wearing short skirts and over the knee boots. I do love a skirt and boot combo on a woman. Shame I can't find any pictures.

Heart to heart.

Another night, another dream. The majority of it is beyond me, but I remember lying in bed, naked, with FBS wrapped around me, also naked, and we were just talking.

It was reminiscent of an actual night we spent together, then spent most of the next day lying in bed, talking, only rising in the middle of the afternoon. And despite us both being naked, it wasn't a sexual dream that I can recall.

While the details weren't exactly the same as my memory of that day, the vibe was similar and the thought of being wrapped around a naked woman was pleasing. As was the memory itself.

A good drilling.

No sooner had I published the last blog post than CC arrived at my door. She wanted to borrow my drill. She had mentioned something at the start of the week, but had gone quiet since then. Before I had a chance to say anything, she walked past me, into the house, and made herself at home.

Every time she turns up to my place these days, she's in yoga pants/fitness leggings and a tight exercise top. And judging from the amount of return labels she's printing, she buying a lot more of them too. This new look shows off her figure a lot more than her old jeans/baggy jumper/Ugg boot combos.

Just a pity that I'm not a fan of her personality.

Go me!

Last week, I bought a shelf at Homebase. today, over my lunch, I actually managed to get it onto the wall. And it's level, too.

It doesn't feel as sturdy as I would like, but that's the shelf rather than my handiwork.

I'm chuffed to bits.I'm useless at DIY. I came close to failing every woodworking class I ever did, only really passing due to my design and research bits.

In my adult life, I've done precious little. Decorating, yes, DIY, no. I managed a couple of things for FBS and FA2 when we were sleeping together and that was sheer luck more than anything else.

I've owned my own home for over four years, I'm over forty and I reckon you can count the amount of DIY things that I've attempted on your fingers and toes.

So putting up a shelf is a big deal for me. I'll celebrate with a beer later.

Walky, and talky.

Nerdy Girl sent a text earlier.

"Have you forgotten about me? A better offer?"

It was our semi-planned meetup for a socially distanced walk. I hadn't forgotten... I'm still recovering from the gardening last weekend.

I explained that to her, and we tentatively agreed to meet early next week, if the weather is agreeable.