Tonight after taking a shower I heard something fall to the floor.
On top of that business has to carry on as normal and as we're in the run up to Christmas business is booming and although that is good news it's also very time consuming which leaves hardly any time for relaxing though I do ensure I settle down with a glass of whisky each evening before I retire to bed.
I'm sure there will be many who disagree with me and that is their perogative as everyone has different tastes. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summers lease hath all too short a date.
My choices are in no particular order as in my opinion they are all as attractive as each other. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or natures changing course, untrimmed; But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou owst, Nor shall death brag thou wandrest in his shade, When in eternal lines to Time thou growst.
The chain wasn't broken so I thought no more of it.
When I checked under the bedroom's chest of drawers to be on the safe side I came across mum's crucifix, the one I had been wearing.