Boring day spent all alone. I did pop to the shop for provisions so I did see some humans.
It's been ok actually. 7 or 8 months ago the solitude was killing me. I hated the weekends, I couldn't stand feeling so isolated and alone. I don't really mind nowadays even though I moan about it.
I decided to paint the wooden bath panel in my house this afternoon. As if this will solve the lack of interest in my house! It was one of those jobs I wished I'd never started. 4 coats later and it looks a mess. Which means more tomorrow.
On a positive note, I'm meeting my parents for pub lunch on Monday.
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