The fun side of my maladies

Never being one to let an impulsive idea pass by unengaged I have spent a good portion of today ordering books on Amazon. Most of them will be read once and then discarded but most of them are second hand and in bad condition and less than two quid each so I don’t have to feel like I’m wasting money. Philippa might not see it that way, but I get home from work earlier than her every night so hopefully I can be the one to find all the parcels and she need never know about my spreeing. I would try and explain to her the importance of this latest challenge but she’ll just see it as yet another short-term fix for my faddish compulsions and complexities and roll her eyes and ‘tut’ a lot. She won’t understand that doing this will make me more fulfilled and more human and more relevant and that this can only be achieved through a bit of online splurging. She just won’t. So why bother her with it at all? She’ll find out soon enough, when I’m ignoring her attempts at conversation because I’m trying to finish Great Expectations within a week, or sitting up all night with the light on ploughing through a Margaret Thatcher biography because it HAS to be finished by Friday so I can move on to a Barbara Cartland book about a shipwreck.
SO MUCH to look forward to!!!!!

RC 9-10-17