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Tuesday, 11 October 2016

Picture from Psychology Research

As I said yesterday, if you're involved in the Nottingham music scene and have a day job then the clever ones among us will have booked yesterday off work to recover from the Hockley Hustle. Working on Hockley Hustle Boxing Day (as nobody calls it) is not something I want to experience and the stressful world of medical negligence litigation would just have to manage without me. Having two full time jobs, one for money and one for love (with less money involved), means of course that I can never have a simple day off and had planned to spend today in my office playing catch up. 

I had asked Mandi to wake me up before she left for work, (guess the song I sing while asking this favour, every time) so that I could have a good start. I wanted to record a couple of podcasts and catch up on writing the script for A Christmas Carol, along with ploughing through some admin and general housekeeping. At nine o'clock I was up with the lark and downstairs to kiss Mandi goodbye and start my day. It would be some special kind of idiot who took a cup of tea up to the bedroom and got back in bed to check Facebook on the phone, especially as Facebook on a phone is shit in comparison to on a computer like the one waiting for me in my office. It was eleven o'clock when I woke up with an untouched cold cup of tea on my bedside table. This is why I am my own worst enemy, the thought of a lie in was enticing and I obviously needed to catch up on my sleep, but I spent the next hour and a bit thoroughly pissed off with myself. Pulling on some jeans and a jumper that I found on the floor next to the bed, I took Jack for a walk. He doesn't give a shit about my workload, the only thing he enjoys is being outside and I cheered up when he got all excited at the sight of his lead being removed from the coat-hooks. 

Rather than waste any more time I treated myself (and Jack) to a bacon and egg cob from the sandwich shop near my house, and went up to finally crack on with it. Sadly I achieved very little besides recording this week's podcast but maybe it is nice to spend some quality time doing nothing?

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