Uneventful

Tuesday November 1, 2005

“I think we’re in for an uneventful day, Dolly,” I said when I opened the curtains this morning. “It’s wet and horrid out there and I don’t think I’ll risk it.”

Dolly had already chosen an uneventful day as her response of choice to the dull, dreary light, and was setting to snooze next to the big radiator in the living room.

So I settled down with my book, listened to some music, had egg on toast for lunch, a long afternoon nap, and a quiet evening in front of the TV.

“How’s your day been?” Graham asked when we’d settled travel arrangements for tomorrow.

“Oh, you know. Uneventful.”

 

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