Never on a Sunday …. well not before coffee !

Good morning Gin/Gym fans!

Great night’s sleep last night, I managed a full night with no early morning bird singing, no drunken door slamming and no cars revving outside. So much so that when I woke up this morning, I felt really good, thinking to myself, early start, get the Sunday chores done and then the rest of the day is mine all mine.

Since I started this crazy gym thing, one of the everyday chores is the stretching, the sit ups, more stretching then the exercises with the pink elastic band. I have found some perfect tunes to do these to and so, with IPod on and ‘a little less conversation a little more action’ blasting in my ears, off I went.

Five minutes in, I became aware of a thumping sound and thinking nothing of it, I carried on stretching with Elvis. But the thumping got louder. It was only then I realised that the noise was someone banging on my room door and pulling my earphones out, it became apparent why. The smoke detector in my room was going nuts.  Completely forgetting that I had only had one pint of coffee, was still in my pj’s and sporting this seasons dragged through a hedge backwards look, I opened my room door to be confronted by a very annoyed but rather handsome new neighbour. ‘Do you realise that thing has been going off for about ten ….’ he started but backed away rather quickly. Profusely apologising, I tried to explain to him that I had had my earphones in and couldn’t hear the alarm going off; however he kept backing away from me.  I asked him if he was okay and then caught a glimpse of myself in the hallway mirror behind him. There was a totally wild, bespectacled cavewoman, wearing navy blue pj’s, an old I love NY T-shirt and menacingly holding a taut pink elastic band between two fists.  The poor bloke probably thought I was going to strangle him.

So after an early morning hike up a ladder, an explanation that I am not a psychotic cavewoman and that I only look like this pre caffeine, we have agreed that I won’t strangle him if he agrees to stop banging the front door when he comes home drunk from whichever club he has been to.

All this before 10.00am so the rest of the day is mine, all mine. Think I will just have a wee lie down first.

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