... probably mostly because of the horror show that unfolded yesterday afternoon at SJP and the fact that, despite what I say, I DO still care. I couldn't get the lethargy of our players, that was even evident during the warm up, out of my head PLUS the possible ramifications of losing ALL the remaining games which is beginning to,look more than likely.
How I hope that someone at the club is having similarly sleepless nights.
The other factor in the 'Can't sleep, won't sleep' game is, of course, the house sale, which MAY be going ahead (AND the purchase too if I'm honest, because we still haven't plucked up the courage to have the awkward conversation with our sellers about hoping they can wait even longer.) So far as the sale is concerned, we are doing everything we possibly can to speed things up and to make sure everyone is happy, but we will only be able to relax once exchange takes place. Until then the horror of uncertainty must continue.
Have spent all afternoon watching footie. A couple of good matches. No emotional attachment. Just the luxury of being able to appreciate some skillful play and to witness some real effort for a change.
Charles is off to a Graham Parker gig this evening, leaving me to fend for myself with Vera and Poldark. I'm not sure how I'll cope!

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