Reward

No, I am not Blipping summer sunshine today. 

Mind you, a very ripe mango must be the next best thing. It came with sticky rice and a coconut sauce. Seventh heaven. It was delivered too, by Junior. 

It was a random act of kindness from the Last Wife. She is like that. A cynic might suggest it is a hint that her grass needs cut again (it probably does) but that cynic is not me. 

It was especially welcome because I had a busy (but uninteresting) day of housework and gardening. I do feel quite virtuous because my attitude was good. Somewhere I found the energy to match the enthusiasm. 

The energy is long gone now (20:15) so like most boring old f*rts of my vintage, I am working hard to stay awake until bedtime.