I think I’m really rather clever

Well, I’m not really that clever at all but I’ve managed to get my head round my terminal hard drive and have spent the last week piecing together deleted e-mails, printed off documents and searching in the depths of my memory, which lets face it these days isn’t that deep at all, and have sort of created a back up all of my own which has allowed me to make some sense of all that lost work.

And whilst that has taken forever to do, I have this sense of accomplishment, rather as if I’ve just broken a code or deciphered some ancient Egyptian document, without of course the glory of a telegram from Winston Churchill or a trip to the Nile dressed in bleached linen. 

And the really good news is that all that time has meant no shopping,  which means no bad tempered man and no bad tempered bank manager.  (Not sure which order that should be in!)

And the even better news is that tomorrow I CAN go shopping without a single pang of guilt in my bones. 

Watch this space.

marigold xx