Monday, February 18, 2008

Hermit

Looks like I'll have to leave the house this week against my better judgement - tomorrow I'm having a brazilian wax (eek!) and Wednesday I'm 'doing lunch' with mates and having my hair done. Thursday I'm jetting of to Da Vegas. A life of leisure indeed.

Funny how quickly I've adapted to the writer hermit lifestyle. You would think that I'd get tired of staring at the same four walls all day but there are distinctive advantages - tracky bottoms teamed with my fella's jumper is one that I particularly like. I eat when it suits me and don't care if the smell of my lunch irritates my co-workers. If I'm tired and/or hungover I just go for a nap. (Kudos if you work in an office with a first aid room though - a great substitute for your bed.)

On another note, my blog subscription email has stopped working! *Grumble*

7 comments:

Beccy said...

When I'm unwell I love being a hermit but a trip to Vegas would have me out the door in a shot!

HelenMWalters said...

I would so love to be a writing hermit! I only get to do it one day a week at the moment, but desperately trying to find ways of increasing that. (hopefully without actually starving)

Deborah Carr (Debs) said...

It all sounds heavenly to me. I would love to be a writing hermit, ahh one can hope.

Yvonne said...

Beccy, yeah my trip to Vegas is worth leaving the house for...just!

Helen, I get you on the not starving thing, it's a tough line to walk!

Debs, it's a pretty sweet setup alright. I'm sure I'll be moaning about it soon though...

Anonymous said...

I do love being all hermit like and puttering around in my slobbiest stuff. I've adopted/stolen at least two or three of Mr B's tops - something very comforting and cosy about wearing them :-)

Alix said...

I love being a hermit! There is something so nice about not having to get properly dressed or put makeup on! Your on the count down now for your holiday, how lovely!

Yvonne said...

Jen, can't beat those comfy men's tops! So roomy!

Alix, you can't beat just slouching around in your jammies can you?