And as I said about my writing I just end up saying something silly if I push it. So I just stay quiet. I actually like listening better than talking. I like being in the company of people who like to natter. It takes the pressure off me to contribute and I just prefer it.
I know Linda gets frustrated with me because she says I don’t talk much. I guess I have always been more of a thinker and keep those thoughts to myself. Years of doing individual activity and living by myself has contributed to that I suppose. I guess that’s why I like blogging. Stream of thought that people can read without me having to talk to them, haha!
I like my life though I must admit. It can be crazy and frustrating and boring but I wouldn’t be dead for quids! I’ve had a great life, very lucky for the most part and I intend to keep living it that way.
The week has been a little harder than usual for me. The bad cold I came down with last weekend really hit me on Monday and I had to have day off work. It is unusual for me to take a sickie when I am actually sick! My paid sick days are usually used to create long weekends, etc or to break up a week and I use them sparingly. However I couldn’t have handled work last Monday. The thought of two hours on the Bar Code Sorter and another two hours tipping bags and all that comes in between was too much for me to handle. I stayed home and stayed in bed.
It was back to work on Tuesday but the bad cough and light head persisted for a couple of days and I really am only starting to feel well again today.
It hasn’t helped that I have been up until 2am most mornings watching the Tour de France. Most intelligent people would have begged off it and gone to bed whilst feeling less that 100 percent but I have seen it through.
Cadel Evans lies in second place as I write and tonight’s individual time trial will decide who rides into Paris tomorrow in the Yellow Jersey. He has to beat Andy Schleck by at least 58 seconds over the 42 kilometre course to take the lead. Not impossible given their respective time trial abilities but my gut tells me our man may just fall short. Pity if that is the way it’s going to pan out. I think he has been the best rider in the race but sometimes in cycling the best doesn’t always win.
Of course I’m bias with Cadel being an Aussie but I’m afraid the Schleck brothers leave me cold. They have plenty to say and a bit of attitude about it and I would like to see Cadel give them a whipping and put them in their place. We shall see.
So sleeping patterns will return to normal next week and the nervousness I suffer simply because some Aussie I have never met is riding so well at the race will disappear.
So lets hope Cadel can do it well tonight. Win, lose or draw he has ridden a mighty race and has plenty to be proud of.
Till next time.
Strange Notations From a Laborious Life 