My Saturdays

If you think that good blogging is good journalism and bad blogging is talking about your cat, just ignore this post and go somewhere else...


Well, today is Saturday.
People are supposed to follow certain patterns on Saturdays.
First you should wake up later.
But that doesn't work for me.
And not because I wouldn't like it.
With a quarter of a pill I slept till 1.45 am. when a huge thunderstorm woke me up.
There was water coming from the windows and I realized suddendly that in my office in Carmagnola I had left not only the shutters, but even the windows open...
Besides having to clean the mess on the floor I also had that terrible thought and couldn't sleep.
After five drops of a disgusting sleeping-liquid and two glasses of water I went back to sleep and did it till 7, which is usually very late for a quarter of a pill...

Then you are supposed to have a special breakfast.
Mine is always the same.Because the scale tells me so.
If you eat more, then you get some more hectograms, and that is what everybody should avoid, me in first row.

Then you are supposed to enjoy your week end.
But this is something I cannot do.
And all for that damned Telecom and that bunch of idiots that do not want to understand that also the people living in a small village have the right to have a DSL to check the mail or the blog, even on Saturdays and Sundays...

So the need to take the car and go to Carmagnola (where this time I would have had to go anyway for my forgetfulness...)

Now I can finally begin to enjoy my weekend.
Mail checked, windows checked, blog checked, what could I check now, just not to get bored?

I could check my tomatoes, I could check my flowers, I could check a lot of things, but then that would almost be like working and WORKING is something you are not supposed to do on Saturdays.

I could go on the terrace and read a book.
But which one?
An interesting and almost working-like or a stupid and amusing-pretending?

Again to choose, it is almost working like.

I could also sit and just have an ice-cream, but that would last, admitting to lick it as slow as possible, just maximum ten minutes, then I would still have the problem to spend my time and one problem more: 150 calories less available on Saturdays.
That means no tea, or no tea with cookies...

Not the best idea.
I could telephone somebody, but everybody is usually so busy having good time on Saturdays..

If I only had a pet I could have the excuse of a walk, but then I would still have the pet on Mondays and Tuesdays and so on...
also this doesn't really look like the best idea.
I could for example put in order that room, a job I always postpone and save for a rainy day...
But then ON A RAINY DAY I would really have nothing else to do.

I have a better idea.
I still have a husband, it is true, HE IS BUSY, but I could make him a little bit UNBUSY, well it is SATURDAY also for him!