Time Asleep Tuesday: 23:30
Time Reawokened Tuesday: 03:23
Time Reasleepened Tuesday: 05:33
Time Awoken Wednesday Morning: 08:46 [Yes, really]
Wednesday's DAR: 11PP
Time Asleep Last Night: 23:52
Time Awoken This Morning: 06:13 [Yes, really]
Time Arose This Morning: 07:43 [Yes, really]
Today's DAR: 4PP
Shocking news to report here folks, as not only was Wednesday struck from the record books by dint of an administrative error and a surprisingly early night, but normal sleep patterns have descended upon my world. I've woken up at normal times two days running.
Some points of note to record over the last few days. Firstly, fresh bread is awesome. There's nothing quite like the taste and smell of a freshly baked loaf, and I am grateful that there is a bakery nearby, about three minutes walk away in fact.
A freshly baked loaf is lovely. In addition to that, you can purchase yourself some baked confectionary of your choice, such as the undisputed king of baked goods, the caramel slice. It was a generously sized one too, with proper shortbread as a base, and with just the right freshly baked taste. It was sublime, and I will have to go back and sample another tomorrow perhaps.
A note on my time zone. It has come to my attention that my time zone setting for the blog is not actually UK time, but instead somewhere in the USA. Possibly the Pacific coast. This is handy, for when I post at 4am it shows it as the day before, which is accurate. Because that's what it is. Also, while neither my body nor my clock are in fact in America, my body clock probably is. So the time zone inaccuracies stick.
Oh, latest update on the kitchen mayhem. Turns out that Kevin the Kitchen Fitter had a van breakdown so couldn't make it today. Or yesterday. Maybe he'll get here tomorrow. We still have two kitchens, one in boxes piled in the living room, one scattered around the house in various useful places. I'm beginning to wonder why all this hassle was necessary for an operation which is basically installing new units of a different colour, and moving the sink millimetrically to the right.
I also discussed surreal breakfasts. Today I had to make myself a breakfast, a demanding feat undoubtedly. It was quite strange, however, having to actually grill toast properly (no, we don't have a toaster) and decide myself when it was done and when it was sufficiently toasted; not having my toast provided by me courtesy of a toast fairy was somewhat strange. Additionally, being able to refill my glass of fruit juice was quite surreal, although just to keep my insanity in check there was still only two choices, apple and orange.
In other news, happy birthday to Vicky. I promise an update again tomorrow. Fact.
