Day Twenty-Four: I worked out(side)

The title is actually half a lie. Or half a truth if you are a glass-half-full sort of person. I worked outside the house today. The sun rose upon a sleeping me, but I did not wake. It was only a few hours later that I opened my eyes, although I can't be sure because I wasn't awake to see it rise! I made myself the standard yoghurt and strawberries and oats breakfast, and then proceeded to pack my bags in readiness to take the tube to Waterstones. Fortunately, I checked what time Waterstones opens on a Sunday, and discovered that I would have been stranded outside had I left then. So I sat down and id some of the reading I had to do, and had a look at my essay.

Eventually, it came time to head off, and I did. I arrived at Waterstones approximately five minutes after they opened, and had a pleasant conversation with the tall man behind the counter. I was a little bit disappointed because the Mocha was presented to me in a take-away cup, and I do get so much joy out of drinking out of a real coffee cup! Unsurprisingly, the mocha tasted just as good as it usually does in the real cup. I'm excited for this week, a little ironically: we aren't going on any trips - that I know of - but that means that I can sit in the bookstore and work every day! I sat at a big yellow table today, and drew an orange stained glass window with a blue Mary and baby Jesus and two angels with my watercolour pencils.

I needed a change of scenery, so I went up the three floors to the top of the bookstore, only to find someone in MY spot. I peered tentatively round the corner of the bookshelf, hoping that my hide-out would be empty, but no: a cruel wench had commandeered my chair. So, I found another one. Which was blue. Unlike the faded grey of the chair I had lost. Unfortunately, the blue chair didn't come with a table, and so I didn't sit there for very long. I transferred myself and my belongings to a new spot.

But I took a while to settle down, because the table was sort of broken. It was a little bit wobbly, but if I put one of my legs over the other and balanced the table part on my knee, it stayed up. By this time I had almost finished the first half of the essay and so I took a break - which turned into the end of studying - and read my new book, a Cairo Anthology. I left just before they kicked everyone else out, and started walking in the wrong direction. I felt that something was a little odd, and so I checked my map and I turned around and made it home in record time, because I wanted to escape the impending rain. 

I made an interesting supper: mushroom and spring onion omelette/scrambled eggs on a bed of lettuce. It tasted amazing!  

The best part about today was sitting in the cafe and writng about photos as the rain came down outside.