Next Thursday I will...

...hopefully have earnt a celebratory J2O.

Why?

Because my heat pump is getting it's annual service and I'm really not looking forward to it.

If I'm remembering rightly it'll only take about half an hour, but I'll be on edge the entire time they are here in case they find something seriously wrong or it bursts into flames or there's a power cut or whatever.

I know that I'm over-thinking and getting paranoid and it's all very unlikely to happen but it's just the way my mind works with things I don't understand.  It's only once a year and I'm really hoping it'll be a morning call, with any luck the first one of the day, but I'm gonna be on edge until it's over and done with for another year.

When it's done and dusted, I'll have a celebratory J2O and waaay too much chocolate all afternoon.  I'll end up regretting being so piggish with an allergen, but I don't care - I'll need the reassurance that only chocolate can provide.

It's gonna be a busy week next week 'cos of the rubbish and recycling on Monday, groceries on Tuesday, weekly virus scan and backups on Wednesday, the annual service being on my middle nephew's birthday on Thursday, then I can breath until the start of February when I start the second/third edit of my second memoire.

I'm gonna be a bag of nerves next week and in my creative space the week after!