On the Home Front

Saturday mornings usually means coffee at Ground Zero with Bliss but she is asleep… still. She has just got off night shifts for the week so has been keeping very unusual hours. This has it’s problems for me …

1. No Bliss to play with
2. Am sitting on floor of VERY dusty room wanting to vacuum and can’t for fear of waking her…
3. Can’t crank up the stereo – dying to listen to some fabulous Miles, (VERY Saturday afternoon … ) but being good flatmate so leaving the stereo off for now.

Did I tell you Bliss is deserting me? She is moving back to her hometown in “that state up north” and leaving me to the mercy of flatmate arrangers anonymous… My other friends give me all sorts of tips and recommendations for potential flatties but all are about as scary as finding love in the lap of the G.O.D.S, if not more so.

Am relieved to have until Sept 20th to sort the wheat from the chaff and find someone … bit worried though, there aren’t too many people that can appreciate, or just plain ignore my foibles. Am toying with the idea of having a boy move in, from past experience they are less maintenance …

Then there is the added bonus that he might have friends that come over …