Just a short post to update you on the interesting weekend I had...
Saturday Evening: It was my mum's birthday and we went to a nice Thai restaurant to have a birthday dinner. We had a very fulfilling dinner and I was extremely bloated, which was further exacerbated by the Tiramisu cake we had for dessert. The meal ended at approximately 8pm.
Saturday Night: Watched the Wallabies fumbled their way out of the RWC against a fairly ordinary Pommie side. Went to bed very upset about the world of Rugby.
Sunday 7am: Woke up early to catch the All Blacks stubbornly coughed up the chance to win their Quarter Final to the French. That's fantastic, the two teams I do care about in this world cup have bungled their way out of the tournament. I have managed to wake up even more upset about the world of Rugby.
Sunday 8am: I decided I should work my way through the grief of the losses by starting to build my IKEA wardrobe, which had been sitting there in the corner, waiting to be constructed for nearly a week.
Sunday Morning: Work, work, work... Hammer, hammer, hammer... Lift up, put down... Screw in, screw out...
Sunday Afternoon: Work, work, work... Hammer, hammer, hammer... Lift up, put down... Screw in, screw out...
Sunday 3pm: Finally finished the construction of the wardrobe... Am wondering where the time had went?? Decided I must now load all of my clothes into it to see if they fit.
Sunday Late Afternoon: Work, work, work... Sorting clothes, folding them, sorting some more, folding them all... And squeezing it all in the infernal wardrobe.
Sunday 7pm: Excellent!! The whole wardrobe business is sorted... YAY!!... Grabbed a shower and prepared to catch the next RWC Quarter Final: South Africa vs. Fiji.
Frosted glass door looks very sexy...
Crammed clothes is not so sexy...
Sunday Night: The Fijian side did stunningly well but the Springbok were too strong, too dominant. Time for bed.
Monday Early Morning: Woke up early to catch the end of the Argentina vs. Scotland Quarter Final. The Scots threw the kitchen sink at them but really they weren't good enough. The Pumas are through to meet the Springboks for a Southern Hemisphere Semi Final.
Monday Morning: Rode my bike to the gym as with every other morning. Had a quick swim and a steam and readied myself to go to work.
Monday 9am: Had breakfast at work consisting of a bowl of Weetbix and fruit salad.
For those of you that are still reading this blog, you are probably scratching your head thinking: "What is so damn interesting about this guy's weekend??? This blog is as boring as pink bat poo!!"
To me, it is interesting because between the dinner I had with mum on Saturday and the breakfast I had this morning, I have neglected to eat anything else the entire time. No food passed my lips and only a bottle of water was there to keep me going. I didn't consciously choose to fast myself but the stupid wardrobe took precedence above all other matter.
It just fascinate me how a human minds can focus on something to the detriment of all other peripheral things. How it can ignore certain things for a certain amount of time, as if it is by magic they disappear.
Today I had three full meals and am amply nourished, I guess I have to be, since I am in preparation for next weekends building of the IKEA book shelves to begin :-)