The man with the bag returns

This morning I was disturbed whilst eating my breakfast. Bang! Bang! Bang! Someone was at my door.

It’s weird because generally no one ever knocks on my door and it’s twice in two days. I just assumed that perhaps my wife has ordered something online. I opened the door and the man from yesterday was there again, once more holding the random bag of groceries that was left outside my gate. “That bag is still there. Did you want it or could I have it?” I had just got up and was very confused. Did this man really come back to my house to ask for the bag? “I guess so. We don’t want it.” I replied. “Thanks buddy.” he said as he went back to his car which again was running in the middle of the road.

I closed the door and sat down. What is going on? Why did the man come back to my house? It’s just weird. I mean, I don’t know who’s bag it is or who it was intended for. Why did he feel the need to knock on my door again to ask for it? Why not just take it? What the Heck is he going to do with a bag of random stuff? Did he make the trip specifically back to my house on the off chance?

I reiterate what I said yesterday: Sometimes life where I live is odd.

Caretaker of perishable good

When I came back from work earlier I noticed that there was a shopping bag full of fruit and vegetables on the pavement propped up against my gate. “Weird” I said to myself. I sidestepped it thinking that someone has obviously just left it there by accident and should be back for it later.

I got changed, made myself a cup of tea and put the TV on. Having just worked a long day I started to nod off on the sofa. Bang! Bang! Bang! Someone was knocking at my door. With a start I woke up not knowing what was going on. Bang! Bang! Bang! The letter box went. I got up and opened the door. “Er I think you left your shopping outside” said a man. “Oh that’s not mine, it was there when I got back from work” I replied. The man looked a bit puzzled “Maybe someone left it for you” he answered. True. I didn’t think of that. My brother-in-law is a greengrocer but he doesn’t live anywhere near us and besides we’re seeing him this weekend, why would he drive all this way to randomly leave a bag of stuff? “I don’t think so, no one has mentioned it to us” I said. We both looked at each other. He opened it up to look at what was in it. I could see a pineapple on top. “I think someone has left it there and they might be back for it in a bit.” I added. The man looked at me and gave me a look to say “Yeah fair enough but it’s a bit weird no?”. He handed me the bag and left my front garden, getting into a car parked in the middle of the road with it’s engine still running and drove off.

I put the bag back where it was and went back to watching TV. I started to think about the situation. Someone has left a bag of fruit and vegetables outside my house for whatever reason. Maybe someone has left it outside the wrong house but why leave it outside the garden and not somewhere more secure?

I then thought about it some more. What happens if no one comes to collect it? I’ll have to dispose of it. What if I dispose of it now and then someone comes for it? What am I supposed to do in this surreal situation? Why am I now the caretaker of someone else’s perishable goods?

Sometimes life where I live is odd.

Christmas is an acceptable time to buy gifts

As I have mentioned previously, I want to get back to doing some sort of schedule with “Man in a Room”. Since I am now able to post blogs as well as podcast episodes I want to get into the habit of writing a quick post right after recording an episode. Kind of like a “bonus section” for those who can be bothered to read.

I used to adore Christmas shopping. It used to make me happy, the slight cold nip in the air. Walking around shops to see what I could get the people I loved but it’s not the same now. I mentioned that customer service is getting bad but I also don’t have a Heck of a lot of time to go out and shop anymore so I have to resort to online shopping. It has sucked the fun out of that element of Christmas. I know it’s silly to buy gifts for Christmas because you don’t have to wait for an excuse to buy someone a gift but it’s one of the two times a year when it won’t be questioned.

Just thinking anyway…

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I prefer winter

I sit here under a duvet trying to keep myself warm. I was brought up in an old house that didn’t have central heating. I’ve lived in the house I’m in now for over 5 years yet I still forget that it has heating. I’m still in the mindset of “if it’s cold, wrap up warm”.

I love the winter because of that. In the summer, if you get too hot you’re stuffed. On the winter, if it’s too cold you’ve got somewhere to go.

I’ve had this discussion so many times before.

I lost sleep because of this blog

I posted last night that I was in bed writing a post for this blog. I didn’t think too much of it at the time but it was very much against my rule of “no technology in bed”. Well, not thinking too much of it was a mistake. I couldn’t go to sleep. My brain wasn’t ready to go to sleep at all. I laid in bed for a while before I could go to sleep and the night itself was disrupted a Heck of a lot too.

When I told my wife this morning about it she pointed out that I don’t usually have a laptop in bed and that was why. She knows me better than I do sometimes.

I will strive to do this earlier in the day. It’s not worth messing up my sleep for it.


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