My Rambling Mind

The train smells of wet people. Luckily there are enough carriages on the train this morning. We can all spread out, divide the space evenly. No one wants to chat on Monday morning. Me neither. Glad I found a place to sit and write. It’s dark and grey and wet outside and I see my reflection in the window. I look tired, even though I’ve been up for hours. You’d think my face would be up and running by now. I’m a morning person, I don’t mind getting up when the alarm clock goes, but I do enjoy it a lot more in daylight. No more of that: autumn is here. It was still pitch black world when I took the dog for a walk, a brisk walk in the dark drizzle outside. That was surprisingly nice, to feel the soft rain fall on my face. It’s not cold yet, not a lot of wind either. I did keep the dog on the leash, didn’t let him run free, afraid he’d go after the rabbits. There are lots of rabbits in the park, I wonder when they are going to take care of their growing numbers. Will they really shoot them? That’s what I heard from one of the other dog owners. I wonder when they’ll do that? They’d have to make sure no one is around, and there are almost always people walking in the park. The only time would be this early in the morning. Another reason not to let the dog roam freely; what if he got shot? Ok, stop those ridiculous thoughts. Anyway: it was a nice long walk and the dog should be able to make it until 14:30, when Daughter comes home from school to take him for his next walk. Now did I put the letter for her teacher in Daughter’s schoolbag? I think I did – yes I’m sure, I remember putting it on top of the lunch boxes. Hope Daughter will eat all her fruit today. I really need to talk to the teacher; I want to know what they are going to do with her latest test scores. This school, I don’t know, it’s just not… I’m not sure about these new shoes I’m wearing; my feet are beginning to hurt already. Sure the shoes are nice, I love the shape of the heels and the leather is a lovely wine-red, but will I be able to walk on them for a whole day? I bet I’ll get blisters before the day is through. Hey: I might have band aids in my purse, let me check: yes, I’ll be fine. So, the new teacher, well, she does seem like a nice person. A bit young perhaps, but that’s a good thing, she’s still very dedicated, I’m sure. Not run down like the rest of the team.

God, I could really do with a nice hot café latte now. I’ll get one on central station, at that little coffee shop on the corner, if I have enough time left. Stupid trams, they won’t allow you to take cups inside. Not even cups with the caps on top. Cups with caps. Cups with caps. Caps with cups. Stop that! Now let’s see, what’s on the program for today? Where’s my list with things I mustn’t forget, my life line, my insurance for a trouble-free weekend… here it is. It really does help to blot everything down that comes to mind. Let’s see: I musn’t forget to call those people. Hmmm. I do not look forward to calling him. Books to send out: I did forget about those books for A last Friday. Hope the other books I ordered have arrived, I’ll send them off speedily as well. And these contracts need follow-up. Then there’s the meeting at 10:30… This afternoon we’ll have the signing of the contracts for our new author. Oh: I must remember to send the intern to Le Cellier at 11:00, to pick up two bottles of champagne I ordered, and stash them in a fridge somewhere. Then they’ll be nicely chilled at 16:00. Then there are the last appointments to be made for Frankfurt. Can’t remember if I send X a message regarding that? I hope the contracts for C will arrive one of these days. And where will I find time to work out those other plans… I do have to finish reading those books. First of all the two next to my bed; I’m sure someone will ask about those. Why did I not do that this weekend? Well, come to think of it, there are lots of things I planned for the weekend I didn’t do. I wanted to make a start with clearing out the old administration. Still have that pile of laundry waiting at home. Feel the tension building up in me. Some yoga tonight would be good. Every weekend seems to flash by in a blur. I remember going to the market, early on the Saturday morning. I love getting freshly baked bread. Buy fresh flowers, the dahlias were especially beautiful this week. And next week I think I’ll take the gladioli, with those long strong stems. Oh look, Central Station, there we are. I’m ready to begin my day.