Shambles

I'm feeling particularly uninspired today, so it's probably not the best time to be writing. Or maybe it is. (I'm also indecisive).

My natural inclination is to be a bit lazy. Actually, no, not lazy, more.... more that I have a tendency to follow the path of least resistance. But resistance to what? I think, boredom. I'm in the office now - it's not a bank holiday up here - with a minor mountain of work to do, and so far I've achieved the square root of naff all. None of it comes within a gnat's fart of being interesting, and as a consequence I am, as you've probably guessed, bored. Damn, this circle is vicious.

I was over in Norway for work again a couple of weeks ago, and on the way back I headed to the airport early in order to get some dinner. On arrival, there was a sign outside the restaurant landside saying that there was limited catering facilities due to maintenance, so I head through to airside as I know there's a few places there. All closed. I asked a member of staff, who confirmed there was nothing. OK, duty free - my student years proved that I can survive on crisps. Or at least I could if they had any, so dinner came in the shape of a novelty box of peanut M&M's. The only way to get a drink with less alcohol than wine was to buy a six pack of beer (which isn't so bad, but I honestly couldn't get a soft drink). In an international airport. Shambles!

In today's other news, I have sold my beautiful wee house on the coast and will shortly be moving into a rented flat in town. It'll break my heart to leave it - quite literally, my blood is in the fabric of that place - but it's the first stage of a long journey which will hopefully be for the greater good. Also, I completed the Aberdeen City 10K yesterday in 46.36 in the driving rain, hail & wind. My nipples are still stinging.

Just thought I'd share that.