It's Tuesday evening, I've just watched someone get their nipples waxed on TV and it will be another three days before everything is back to normal and my husband is home. I'm bored. Bored with a capital B. I hate Tuesdays, well that's only half true. When husband is home, I usually quite like Tuesdays. Tuesday is our date night, when we usually go for a meal, followed by a movie. Tuesday works well for us, less busy in town and less amount of drunk idiots, than there is at the weekend (I'm sure someone would have been saying that about me ten years ago!) but Tokyo is a long way to come to take your wife out for something to eat, so it's just me on my own, watching the guy with the nipples.
I'm not in the mood to write any of my novel tonight, although in a blog search today, I found an article about 'free writing'. I did a night class in creative writing, a few years ago and we always used 'free writing' at the start of the session to get our creative juices flowing, so to speak. I used to love doing this, as I was in a stressful job at the time and I found it helped get all my anxieties out, plus it helped with my writing of course. So it may be something I introduce back into my life, anything that can help me with the completion of my novel has got to be worth it, don't you think?
PS the guy with the nipple wax says goodbye too, or was that ouch?!