A day in the life…
Not many people know this but I have always had a fear of being bored. Of not having ‘enough’ to do, and of being lonely.
Being lonely is very different to being alone; I quite like spending time alone. Anyway, at the ripe old age of whatever I am (most of you know, but I’m not shouting about it) I have come to realise I will never not have ‘enough’ to do.
Somehow I manage to fill my days and, although I’m happy with my lot, I do occasionally think WTH????
Yesterday was one of those days so, as it is now 5am and I have been wide awake since 1.30am (don’t ask) I though I would share a day in the life of ‘Bonkers Leigh Walton’…just for the fun of it:
7.15am – Wake up, shower, wash hair, have breakfast.
8.45am – Walk Martha (dog and boss) to my Aunt’s (she has separation anxiety – Martha, not Auntie Hazel), so as my OH and I had a bank appointment we needed to leave her with a human!
9.20am – Arrive at the bank (Lloyds) and spend an hour and a half with a very good bank advisor going though bits and pieces. I think we helped her to enjoy a good start to the day as the OH and I made her laugh several times – even when I told her there could be murder as a result of our appointment: me murdering him, of course – long and amusing story.
11.00am – Collect Martha and drive to meet friends for a drink and lunch…delayed by yet another road closure in our village, horses in the road and something else – of which I cannot recall!!
11.20am – Meet said friends (D) and (B) – who have been fab friends of mine for around 37 years – and have a long, leisurely, laugh-a-lot catch-up and lunch. Bliss!
2pm – Drive home, OH popped out to get some DIY ‘stuff’ for work he is doing on the cottage. I do some admin for a project I am working on.
3pm – Do school run for g.daughter (K) and then call into two tile galleries for samples.
3.45pm – Pick up second g-child (M) and take both to their riding lesson.
5.40pm – Drive home like a lunatic as riding lesson finished late and instructor wanted to tell me the g.children need to move up a class (they are fab little riders actually).
5.55pm – Arrive home, rush up stairs like a bonkers lunatic, hop into running shorts as I try to put my sports bra, running vest and trainers on at the same time.
6.pm – Explain to my unpaid interior designer (who just arrived for a flying visit) that I am dashing out, but show her the tiles and ask her to text me her thoughts on how far up the wall to tile etc.
6.10pm – OH drives me to meet fellow runners – the super Crabbs Cross Chasers of Redditch – as we have money to present to our current chosen charity which is Socks and Chocs.
6.30pm – Go for a run – which is simply wonderful, these guys are amazing; fun, friendly and super-supportive.
7.30pm – Get a lift home from the lovely (E)
7.45m – Eat and flick though SM
8.30pm – Have a warm, relaxing bath
9,00pm – Watch long-lost families on TV (KT Tunstall episode)
10.30pm – Go to bed (sleep till 1.30am)
That’s about it folks!