Ok, I’m now home and dry, the washing is packed away, I have a brew and am feeling like a total washed out tit.
Tonight lays bare the lie that I have common sense.
Seriously… If I truly possessed this attribute, no way would I have done the asda run in this weather wearing what I was wearing…
Lets view the facts:

1. I am currently on long term sick with an illness that leaves me totally exhausted after just a short trip into town.
2. If it’s raining in daylight normally you’ll be lucky to see me go into the back yard, never mind walk anywhere.
3. I have at least 4 waterproof jackets – 2 with hoods, several pairs of weather ready shoes and an umbrella.

Now with these facts taken into account, what on earth possessed me to WALK the 2 miles or so from my house to the Asda at 2am in the freezing cold and pouring rain wearing trainers, tacksuit bottoms and a hooded top?
Yes on the way there I felt great, the rain was only that light misty type that makes it possible to see the wind, I had energy and felt great ( as well as quite smug and virtuous for getting off my arse – something I could have done this afternoon!) walking around Asda, I further patted myself on the back for avoiding the crisps and sweets – no mean feat seeing as they’ve got the full christmas stock out.
Sadly, this rapidly evaporated when I found myself in the dvd section – I swear I did not get there a-purpose, I was looking for packing tape…
Anyway, ’2 weeks notice’ and a musical box set comprising: ‘Calamity Jane, 7 Brides for 7 Brothers and My Fair Lady’ somehow managed to find their way into my basket – I dunno… they must’ve jumped in or something – I just didn’t have the heart to put them back on the shelf…

Now, this is where fact No. 1 comes into play, the walk there combined with the trawling around a superstore had taken most of this energy away from me – my hands were shaking so badly at the checkout that the poor lass behind the till had to put my card into the pin thing for me. I HATE people getting all concerened and worried about me – well, strangers anyhow, it’s embarrassing.
I just packed all my stuff up into the rucksack and toddled off as quickly as possible, the embarrassment helping greatly in the energy stakes.
Now Fact no. 3 shows it’s face. I leave the store only to be hit in the face by a driving force of rain and lashed by the sudden almost gale force wind that’s appeared in the time I was inside the nice warm store. Most people at this point will be screaming “why didn’t you call a taxi?”
well..
I’d negelcted to bring my mobile out with me (c’mon, 2am who was I gonna call?) and there was no answer from the freephone inside. So, I struggled gamely on – now laden like a packmule and feeling the shakes kicking in for real all over, the one thought in my mind “home!”
By the time I was about 1/4 way there I was literally soaked to the bone.

Which is when fact 2 started repeating itself over and over in my mind. Why will I do things at night that during the daylight hours I will continually put off? Procrastination is honed to a fine art if I’m supposed to go somewhere in the rain during normal people hours. I’m an idiot.

To make matters worse, I get onto the main road which is the last stretch of my journey home, only to be confronted by 2 partially drunken scally types who thought it a REAL laugh throwing the traffic cones lining the side of the road onto the road.
So all the way up to my street I was having to pick up cones and put them back where they belonged – said scally’s thought this was hilarious – of course.
I know I could have left them – but I couldn’t, what if there was an accident? I’d never be able to live with the thought I could’ve prevented it. Since the tongue lashing I gave said tossers had no effect (the reason they started doing this was frustration that I had no ciggarettes to give ‘em) I had no choice but to pick up after ‘em.
Now I’m shattered, but wide awake and feeling like utter dogcrap, Ive also realised that if I go to sleep now, I’ll probably not hear the parcel force guy knock on to collect this dvd rw (my main reason for making the asda trip) I think I’m just going to have to sit downstairs and watch my new purchases, at least then I stand more of a chance of answering if I do crash.