Absense makes the thingy whatsit

I might try and post a blog every day in June. If you remember, I set myself the challenge of writing every day in February but failed miserably, even though it’s the shortest month. I may try again now, as there’s loads going on this month so I should have plenty to write about.
Shadowing is fun. Adam took me out for a three-hour lunch break today, and told me lots of ‘shortcuts and cheats’ that should make my life a lot easier. What a star. He says that the best tip he can give me is ‘don’t have an affair with one of the till girls if her husband is a member of the warehouse staff’ The scar above his lip is testament to that tip, apparently.

My last night as a Travelodge resident tonight. I’m quite fond of this little room, and this lovely mattress. I think I’ll spend part of my first months wages on a new bed, as mine at home is the one I’ve had since I was eleven, and it’s pretty worn. It had to deal with my unclean teenage years, my overweight early twenties, and whatever horrible things my mum and her assorted sordid lovers might have done to it while I was away at uni. I shudder at the thought, really. Plus, Philippa stays over a lot now and it would nice to have a bigger bed, and one that I haven’t been in with other partners. Fresh start and all that. And once we move in together, the bed can come with us to the new place! How exciting! Twenty-four hours now and I’ll be back in her arms, staring into her beautiful pool-like eyes and kissing her thin yet inviting lips.
Can’t wait.
　
RC 2-6-11