And people say we monkey around…

It’s been a strange one today, this week. I’m getting used to a new sleeping surface, on that isn’t the most comfortable but isn’t as bad as a couch and has it’s benefits for the back, a new routine and having a car that doesn’t bounce into orbit at a pebble in the road.

These last two days have seen my little brother in my office on work experience and I’m hoping it’ll bring us closer again as brothers, driving in and out each day and him getting a glimpse as to what I do and why I’m so often tired.

I’ve been so elated today while someone I love has been feeling low and I feel powerless. Wishing that my joy would lift them up doesn’t seem to be enough.

Another strange thing is that my holiday feels close but is still a few weeks off. Not long but I’ve already left in my mind (yeah yeah my minds been and left years ago) and these next 20 days or so are going to drag until I can breath in that Parisian air and lift Linda off her feet at the station.

Ho hum. Time to kick back and do nothing for two days and remember to sleep.

It’s there…

It has begun. My Essential 100 albums has kicked off, no time for the almost-was I’ve gone straight in at 100 and readied the rest for countdown. What will be number 1, or 25 or 39?? Can you take the suspense? Do you care??

In other news I’m still ridiculously excited and counting down something else – the days (21!!!) before my holiday. I know you’re excited too (you know I’m talking to you).

Back to the grind..