Saturday Night Thoughts
Now where are my pyjamas?
It's Sunday tomorrow. I usually sit around and do
nothing on Sundays, but tomorrow I'm going to
make a special effort. I'm going to get up early and
see to lots of Jobs that I've been meaning to do for
ages but just haven't got round to. First of all, I'm
going to cut the garden hedge, and then I'm going
to dig the weeds out of the vegetable patch and
plant some cabbages and onions. If I have time after
that, I'll mow the front lawn before lunch.
In the
afternoon I'm going to polish the car and give it a
service. The car needs a service badly, but I'm not
going to take it to the garage because labour costs
are so high nowadays. There's no point in wasting
money, and why pay someone to do a simple job
when it costs you nothing to do it yourself? I've
phoned Ted, and since he's at a loose end tomorrow
he'll come round as soon as he finishes lunch and
we'll work on the car together. We've agreed that
he'll help me with my car this week, and, in return,
I'll go round to his place next Sunday and help him
paint his garage.
Ah well, into bed...
