2001-11-07 - 10:30 p.m.
I had to do it-
Let the control freak inside rest for at least a night.
Jumped straight into bed from the dinner table,
Killed the bulb and let the room be lit by flickering images from the telly.
Ah, bliss. I haven't allowed myself such indulgence for much too long.
Three hours and twenty-four minutes.
Until the twerp interrupted for the final time and I succumbed.
Water rings I know I can't bear, but surely TV is ok?
There was work to think of:
They've installed 4 security cameras in the store.
So now I can't read a magazine, adjust my bra in the back room, or sit on the bouncy upholstery.
Constant surveillance. Constant best behaviour.
I feel guilty even when I've done nothing.
I had a broken heel today- ten minutes from closing, fortunately.
Hobbled down the escalator,
Avoiding the butts in the carpark.
But it wasn't all that bad a day.
I'll hold the credit for 15 outfits at Oaks Day tomorrow.
I guess that passes as job satisfaction. Wry smile.
