Yawn

I have a landlord named Zoltan (*hands form 'z'* ZOLTAN!) he's a lovely soul but oh my does he have many understandings lacking in social propriety. YAWN.

I'm not yawning because he bores me...he's far from boring...I'm yawning because this morning he woke me far earlier than I intended to be awake.

(No, I'm NOT putting a time in because then all the early birds will judge me for my late awkenings, it was early and that's all you need to know.)

Moving on....Zoltan arranged an electrician to attend to some such or the other at ungodly o'clock this morning, using their casual banter at a vicious volume (by vicious I mean moderate, just unfortuneately located directly beneath my window) to arouse me from my slumber much earlier than I wanted to be aroused.

Therefore; YAWN.

Here's a question, it's mostly rehtorical but feel free to answer if you're so inclined. It's one thing to potter around the premises at sparrow's fart but when it comes to ringing your tennant's bell is 7am not a cruely unkind time to do so??

Hence; Yawn.

My face was clad in a ghostly white silica mask and my ladies were unholstered, so Laura in her dressing gown was deemed most appropriately attired to receive *hands form 'z'* ZOLTAN!

*hands form 'z'* ZOLTAN!: I-I-is Jezzicah in? (he's Hungarian and stutters - I find it quite sweet post 8:30am/coffee)

Laura: She's just getting changed.

*hands form 'z'* ZOLTAN!: Jezzicah! Jezzicah can I see you?

Hurredly removing the last chalky remnants of silica mask I emerged forgetting the ladies were still bobbling around unrestrainedly. I received some instructions on something electrical that I barely understood and complied as best I could under the uncaffienated circumstances.

Yawn.

Twice more he came to the door all before 7:30am. Once to ask us to unplug all electrical appliances. That means the kettle. I'm afraid the kettle's a non-negotiable when I'm still sans coffee.

And so goodnight to you all. I've ten minutes left of my shift, after which I'm running a fiddly errand (I'd rather be running a bath...or a drug cartel - I hear they're profitable) and then YAWN I'll be off to bed to see if I can't recapture some of the z's of which I was cruely deprived this morning by *hands form 'z'* ZOLTAN!

much love J xxxo