Then mine is currently probably a tandoori.

Today, I carried out the second-to-last move of my protracted housing saga – from the second to the third (and final) of my stays with church friends. I know this to be the final one because I have finally signed a rental agreement for a room, but can’t move in for a week and a half; but I can stay where I am for that long, having finally moved ahead of the apparent wave of spare rooms getting taken up that’s been chasing me.

Due to legitimate but perhaps over worried-about concerns from one of my bandleaders yesterday, I mapped out several aspects of my likely weekly routine from shortly. Here, in somewhat more full, are my conclusions:

Sunday: church (Anglican fresh expression community) late afternoon; otherwise free for practice and trying to rest
Monday: daytime free for practice and admin, and preferably a nap. Evening Filthy Spectacula practice (steampunk/goth/gypsy/dark cabaret band) – in Uxbridge so a late night (hence the nap)
Tuesday: daytime in desk job. Therapy at lunchtime. Evening String Project practice (classical/folk/trip-hop fusion band)
Wednesday: daytime free for practice and admin. Evening possibly Celtic function band practice (depending on how tonight’s try-out goes)
Thursday: daytime in desk job. Evening free for practice and admin
Friday, Saturday: free-ish for practice, admin and running the rest of my life

So, nice and homogeneous and consistent then. But at least boredom is unlikely, to go back to where I started.