I really need to get out more.
It’s been less than twenty four hours since I finished the latest edit of Geezers 2 and now I’m bored.
Most people do normal stuff, or so I’m told. As did I until I discovered writing. I used to go out with my daughter, and it was fun. But now she’s an adult the very last thing she wants to do is be seen with her senile old dad. I don’t think I’m senile. I don’t think I’m senile. What was I saying?
I even did stuff in the garden this morning. Planted a few things and plucked up a few more which I probably shouldn’t have; washed the motorbike, did some shopping. And that’s something else I’ve learnt: Don’t go to the supermarket on a Sunday morning. Every edible foodstuff on the shelf has a sell-by date ending fifteen minutes later – even the cans!
So I did another Terragen picture hoping to relive the boredom. I’ll get round to painting it over the next few days while I’m waiting my-self imposed week before beginning another edit of Geezers.
Who am I kidding?
Maybe I’ll get my daughter to look on Ebay and see if she can find me a life.