busy busy busy

Here I am again. I had my swim and breakfast and washed my hair (do you really need to know that?) and then I went to arrange my day.  I'm going on a Royal Barges excursion at 12:45 for five  hours, so I had to figure out where and when I could have a bit to eat for munch  before I go.  I get back about 5:15 and then go on A Thai Extravaganza special tonight, leaving at 5:45.  I will be fed on that excursion.  So you see, I had better check in here before the day gets ahead of me...and guess what?

Low battery. GAK, as Marla says.

Anon, anon.

oops

Just when I think I know what I'm doing, I don't.  Less time to fiddle this morning, so more fiddling required. I began a blog and lost it, finally found it in a strange place, and now I have very little time left because I started later and must join my cabin mate for our morning swim at 6. It's okay, though, because my plans for the day are somewhat amorphous, so I'll have time to report later. 

A life of leisure takes getting used to. I am in awe of the ways that people pursue to keep themselves busy.  A close friend in my building told me to be sure to allow for enough time to gaze at the ocean, and another friend told me to watch for the green flash at the moment the sun sets below the water's horizon.  Yes, indeed.  Those are far more important activities than Happy Hour (2 for 1) at 5 p.m.; Trivia at 5:15 or water-colours at 5:30, not to mention Table Tennis from 9 a.m. to 9 p,m.

Catch you later.

And maybe I can find my missing blog. It's called win some lose some.