Lunch.
I’ve been working from home every day for the past six months. I know it doesn’t suit everyone, but I love it. I get to spend almost every minute of every single day with my dearest four-legged friends, and I don’t need to drive anywhere, which saves me a fortune. Best of all, I don’t need to see any people! I love my workmates, but I’m an introvert.
Most of my lunches look something like this. I love to sit down and watch TV at lunch time to get away from it all. I usually write on my tea breaks, but this one hour in the middle of the day I just chill. Today, my lunch-time watch was the final part of a documentary called Tragic Street Preachers. Was it a good use of my time? Not particularly, but it helped feed my intense interest in the disappearance of Richey Edwards.