Uneventful But Rewarding

I have nothing today. No angst, no banality, no humour. It was a normal Saturday. Chat with my new best friend on MSN cos Skype was being obstreperous. Had coffee in the sunshine with my sister and watched her feed my horses *got her well trained*. Took the dog for a run. Tested the electric collar since ThePrincess has started forming relationships with the builders up the back again (Chris is very nice . . well muscled, polite and tanned so had a little fantasy to boot!) Did more washing than a family of three should ever generate. Cleaned my house and the fridge - didn't mean to but the discovery of a wizened shallot led to Pandora's box so the bleach and a complete overhaul was called for. Apparently you can't keep Pesto for 3 years. Listened to the radio while I pottered about. Popped up to the shop to buy some smoked salmon and green prawns for a nice risotto for dinner. Hired The Shooter for 'ron and now . . .time to crack a bottle. It's been a sad week for three people close to me so sometimes amid this mess of illness, bad surprises, despair, anger, frustration and hardship . . . the most uneventful off days are the most rewarding.