Sunday Morning at Home

In between posts about Charlie Parker yesterday I moved quite a lot of my stuff from the flat to my house. With enough of the essential elements in place, I slept here for the first time last night.

I was planning to cook my first dinner here but was running late and couldn’t be bothered so instead ordered a very nice takeaway from the excellent Croatian bistro in town, which has just reopened after summer vacations. I can pretend that I wasn’t just being lazy but doing my bit to support local businesses.

I thought it might feel a bit strange sleeping in a new place. Not that I thought it would haunted or anything, it’s that when sleeping in an unfamiliar location (such as a hotel) I sometimes wake up in the middle of the night not knowing where the hell I am. Sometimes also there are strange noises that make it difficult to get to sleep in the first place.

When I first moved into the flat, I found the traffic noise from the busy main road quite difficult and for the last almost three years I’ve used earplugs almost every night I’ve slept there.

Last night though the remarkable and slightly unnerving thing is just how quiet the new place is: no traffic noise at all, no earplugs needed. It I did however still wake up at 4am not remembering where I was. I guess that will pass.

Anyway I rose late this morning and, as the weather is lovely, had some coffee in the garden, which has a definite look of late summer about it, the Crocosmia already fading…

I still have some other items to move here from the flat, but should be able to finish doing that today. I don’t have to hand over the keys until Monday evening but, unlike the UK, that’s not a Bank Holiday in Ireland so I’ll have to work.

Anyway I’ve got a lot of things to do today so I had better make a start – by which I mean have another cup of coffee.

7 Responses to “Sunday Morning at Home”

  1. Bryn Jones Says:

    That garden is too small for your British friends to set up a refugee camp if/when things worsen further in the UK.

  2. Phillip Helbig Says:

    “When I first moved into the flat, I found the traffic noise from the busy main road quite difficult and for the last almost three years I’ve used earplugs almost every night I’ve slept there.”

    Almost exactly 7 years ago, we were both at the “Inflation and CMB” school in Bad Honnef. I found it so very loud that I could hardly sleep. I was thus surprised when at breakfast I heard someone say that the night was so incredibly quiet. It turns out that he lives in Paris. 😐

  3. Phillip Helbig Says:

    “I thought it might feel a bit strange sleeping in a new place.”

    They will tell you you can’t sleep alone in a strange place
    Then they’ll tell you can’t sleep with somebody else
    Ah but sooner or later you sleep in your own space
    Either way it’s O.K. you wake up with yoursel

    Spot the author. 🙂

  4. I was expecting a prize….

  5. Anton Garrett Says:

    Don’t overdo the coffee. My intake crept up slowly over a long period and I suddenly realised that it might be behind creeping insomnia and one or two other things. It was! And it proved significantly harder for me to give up than alcohol, which I gave up temporarily while on some medication recently. The half-life of caffeine in the blood is 6 or 7 hours. Now I stick to a smaller cup (equal strength – tastes like dishwater otherwise) earlier in the day, and skip it on some days.

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