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Daily Diary
2nd February, 2024
Did the square root of shag-all at work today. Just totally distracted, unfussed, bored, lethargic. Still shamelessly clocked in my hours and collected my day’s pay. My insides squirm as I do this because I know there’s so much more I can do that would immediately improve both my mood and the company’s outlook. It I just don’t feel the fizz. Perhaps from Monday. Actually, no, definitely from Monday.
Spent most of the late afternoon looking up houses to buy, talking to mortgage brokers, getting approvals in principle. Even managed to squeeze in two viewings. One, literally next door, but half the size of the place we are currently renting. Gorgeous view of the London skyline from the balcony but most of the inside is in atrocious condition. Put it on the long list. The next, at the end of a dodgy alley off Limehouse high street. An absolute monstrosity on the top floor (penthouse billing!), with no lift, spread over three floors, without a semblance of structure, class, homeliness, and style. Soulless, decrepit, hellhole that I can scarcely imagine even made it to the market. Yours today for the astonishing sum of five hundred thousand Great British pounds.
Bollocks.
Spent the evening walking around malls and Waitrose with the Mrs. Got out hands on the last Basque Cheesecake to go. Mrs, much better today after her nausea filled Thursday, had cooked up a storm – spicy beef stir fry, white rice, chicken curry. And the Basque cheesecake to finish.
So yet another unproductive day but hey, it’s upped my mojo a bit. Let’s see what the weekend brings.
