Bla bla

Thursday, workday.
It's started again.
The grind, the head on the griddle, the everyday grit. And to top it off Saturday is working too in the country.
Today is a big day, in that as all celebrations go, an Anniversary demands a bit of celebrating no matter how much one tries to steer clear of trying to think of it as that unhappy event in their life, because marriages might be made in heaven but they turn pretty hellish after a while and here we are celebrating our collective failures and downfall as a couple, as species, as society.
Today's celebration, however, unlike like last night's is more personal, more domestic, more turned down with no alcohol, at least I won't be having any.
This one week off on account of the holidays has been the least productive week of this year because of how it was being treated as holidays, which for me it wasn't.
Anyways, what's done is done.
We are back on track. At least hopefully.
Thankfully I didn't go beyond that one drink last night, I couldn't even if I tried because that was plenty to get me buzzed and so today I shall go in ahead and treat it as any regular day, that is until it's time for dinner, because as I mentioned it's celebrations today and the menu was already decided and it needs to be a feast; a feast it will be then because by the heavens I need to eat something good, something cooked by me.

Right then.
Up and ahead!
Some toast, some tea, some upper body strength.