25 Days

I’ve got a really bad back. The most precious time of the day for me is lunch. Between the hours of 12 and 2 I make a point of doing very little, and this week I’ve decided to have something completely different for lunch each day to keep the mind wondering. Who knows what I’ll have tomorrow. I managed to stretch about 40 mins of work into 3 days, making it sound exceptionally difficult in order to keep things ticking over. A call to the talking clock informs me that it is 4:43 and 40 seconds (now).