Time for hot lemon and honey

[pensnest]

It is not easy to write emotional naked scenes when one's man is crawling about the computer plugging in sundry wires by one's head and one's feet. I know he needs to check out the new laptop, I wouldn't dream of snarling at him and telling him to go away. But I feel these things should be said.

Think the last four days have about drained me of resistance to the head-filling, throat-grating germs that have been lurking for the past week or so. Saturday's concert went well, though the afternoon's rehearsal was a tense affair, the various principal organisers obviously being a bit worn-down by it all. And I must mention that a brass band, however tuneful, makes a hell of a lot of noise. Particularly when you are sitting right in front of it. The concert was recorded. Hmm. I suppose I could inflict a CD on my parents, should one be produced - as revenge for their being apparently uninterested in our company at any stage over the Christmas period.

I want to go back to bed. Instead, Sainsburys. Moo.

Comments

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Poor you having to shop while you're feeling sick.

I hope you feel much better soon.

[pensnest]

Yep, I'd rather be curled in front of a nice warm computer. Oh well.

[ephemera.livejournal.com]

Hope you're feeling better soon!

[pensnest]

Thanks - at least the concert's over.

[patchworkdragon.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better soon. Bad germs should go away.

And strangely, I read your opening sentence as It is not easy to write emotional scenes when one's naked man is crawling about the computer plugging in sundry wires by one's head and one's feet. And my first thought was 'so it's not just my husband that does that'

[pensnest]

When the siren lure of technology calls, what do clothes matter? I think on this occasion it was one of the sparklies who was naked, but it is Not Unknown for my man to do that very thing. I can never remember whether he's a geek or a nerd, but he's lovable.