Hermitville

Meant to mention - blood two days ago was 4.5, blood this morning is 4.8 - so even in the absence of my regular exercise regime, blood control seems to be maintaining itself.

There's a theme developing in this blog - got up, did stuff in the flat, ate loads, did no exercise, popped around the town, snored. It's a little like living in Hermitville, I know. I'd say bear with me - as soon as we can move for boxes and furniture, we can get some routines back - next week I'll be seeing the doc, hopefully saving money on the gym subscription, and the Disappearing Man can get back to being about the weightloss struggle, rather than the 'can't move for crap we hauled down the M4 and new crap we've bought' struggle.

Today - bins and bikes and bookcases...and a drowning dishwasher...have been the stand-out feature; popped to town because there's a faintly ludicrous degree of climate-change consciousness at work in the local council, given its industrial and coal-fired heritage, meaning that garbage disposal becomes something of a fine art - there are different bins for all the different sorts of refuse you can possibly imagine, including food waste, so we needed a couple of new bins. Worked through my office this morning, as a matter of necessity, because the delightful folks at John Lewis called to say my desk is arriving tonight, and at the time there was nowhere for it to go. So - shedloads of boxes disappeared from the office and ended up in the bedroom, making it An Interesting Challenge to get into bed tonight. But part of the joy of doing this is that The Bike was uncovered...albeit briefly, before I piled it with crap so as to give the desk-deliverers somewhere to go.

Bookcases is a simple one - we have Too Many Books. And Too Many DVDs, come to that. Much of the stuff I uncovered while carving a path through the office attested to these two facts, so I need to buy some bookcases. Perversely, the ones I need aren't available for home delivery, and Ma, blessed as she is with many things, counts a cute and tiny car among them, so it's probably a non-starter for transporting six-foot flat-packed bookcases. Gave the delivery guy who moved us here a call, and he quoted £40 to get three bookcases from the local retail park home and into place. Tempting, to be honest, because a) we have no car that's big enough to do the job, and b) d's less than convinced about our ability to hump them up two flights of stairs when they get here. Since we can't actually afford the bookcases till I next get paid in any case, I have time to mull this one, but it means a certain amount of stasis will set in up in the office. Hopefully though, once the desk is in situ, I can re-uncover the bike, and maybe even get back to using it either tonight or tomorrow...Otherwise I might start taking off for long walks. In the pissing-down rain. I know, I know, I said I wasn't going to do that when I started this experiment but a) this is Wales, for God's sake, if rain stopped play, nobody'd ever get anything done, and b) I have a good coat now...

Oh yeah, and there's this - I'm thinking of mayyyybe doing an Official Weigh-In tomorrow morning, on the principle of a 'Review of 2011' - get a very final reading of what we've managed since March. Not entirely committed to this though - after all, there's an official weigh-in on Tuesday in any case...Will see how I feel in the morning...the last morning of this weird year.

Am a little curious - what do YOU think my Resolutions for 2012 should be? Comment or let me know somehow, and I might well post some of 'em up. Hell, you know what I'm like, I might even adopt some of 'em!