I rarely set an alarm to wake me. In fact it must be more than twenty five years since I regularly set an alarm to rouse me ... one of the benefits of a career based out of a home office.
So, you can imagine that being roused this morning by the dogs barking manically was definitely a rude awakening. My mental state went from slumber to absolute alertness in less than four seconds and I realised that our heating oil delivery had arrived.
A quick peek through the curtains confirmed this, and I rapidly threw on yesterday's clothes, so I could direct the tanker driver to our oil tank. I managed to be outside, dressed, and have the oil tank key in my hand as he started to pull the delivery hose down the length of the drive. As he filled our tank, I attended to the chickens and put out the honey on my roadside stall.
It is fair to say that I generally prefer a more leisurely start to my day!
Once I had imbibed several cups of coffee and eaten breakfast, I restarted my day at a more reasonable rate. I pottered for a while before heading out for a walk with Hobson and Traitorous Bastard. Within a few yards I bumped in to Andy*, and we walked together as far as the local sewerage works, before I did an about turn and headed back home.
The afternoon saw me chauffeur 30% in to Redditch for her diabetic eye screening appointment. On our return I retired to the sofa for a recuperative snooze.
Clearly, a restorative measure after this morning's jolt from my slumbers.
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* Recently retired IT consultant Andy, rather than shot blasting and powder coating Andy.
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