Jaded

I found it difficult to drag myself out of bed this morning, which is unusual for me. I knew that I had to get motivated as Mr E had invited a friend out on the river. Mr E had also told me that he wouldn't be arriving until about 10am...plenty of time to get organised, clean the house and shower.

I thought I'd clean the sheep poo off my walking boots in the warmth of the sunshine, so at 8am I sat on the edge of the flower border in my PJs, scrubbing brush and boots in hand, deep in thought. 

Suddenly, a man enters the garden shouting 'Hello'. I don't know who looked the most horrified, me or him!! He introduced himself as Mr E's friend. They've known each other for 17 years but I'd never met him before. In that embarrassing situation, what would you do? I had to stand up, shake hands with 'sheep poo' mitts and entertain him whilst Mr E took himself off to the shower. We made small talk about the flowers in the garden and all I wanted to do was run indoors and hide.