Sunday eveningish (234/365)
Aug. 22nd, 2021 07:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
white_hartMy mother always phones me at 6pm on a Sunday, so when the phone hadn't rung by quarter past I was starting to get quite anxious. After neither making a cup of tea, eating some crisps and going to the loo failed to result in the phone ringing, I realised that I was just going to have to try calling myself and hope that there wasn't some awful reason she hadn't called.
It turned out she'd just forgotten me, so that was OK.
I've only got four more days of work and then I'll be on leave until 13 September. Which is generally a good thing, but this week is going to involve a lot of rather tricky stuff as I try to get various ducks marshalled into a row in preparation for the start of term, which is going to be scarily close by the time I get back, and I'm really not looking forward to it.
It turned out she'd just forgotten me, so that was OK.
I've only got four more days of work and then I'll be on leave until 13 September. Which is generally a good thing, but this week is going to involve a lot of rather tricky stuff as I try to get various ducks marshalled into a row in preparation for the start of term, which is going to be scarily close by the time I get back, and I'm really not looking forward to it.
