Yes. You are correct. It is That Day. It rolled round again. Groan. But it is done, thank heavens and I can forget about it because it is not my most favourite way to spend 10 minutes, I can tell you. Usually, there are 4 full changing rooms in the mobile unit, but this time, I barrelled through the door and I was greeted by 3 nurses/technicians. I had their undivided attention, and so I was barrelling out of the door in minutes. Such a delight to see the sky without have exploded all over the machine.
The hilarious part was this tiny scrap of a
Life is hard when you get older.
And things sag.
I was at aquazumba at an early hour, and it was strange - I feel listless. Listless and Aqua-anything do not go well together, but we soldiered on.
I still feel a little drained and uninspired. Strange how these days pop up now and then. Unexpectedly. But I can't stop moving, so I have been sewing some bunting for my sister and then made another 12 hearts. Just because the fabric is there and I can use it. I have house group here tonight, so I have turned the heating on for a while to make this house warm and welcoming. Nothing puts people off more than a freezing house. I can announce that crockpots do not warm the house. The smell of my chili concoction may be warm and enticing, but the room stays cold. I need to use the oven more and bake. I always leave the oven door open until it cools down, so the room gets a boost of heat. But that is for December time, the baking time. The Christmas cake is now wrapped in foil and sitting on the counter. It looks great. I must remember to move it out of the room should the wood-working muse strike. I can just see it covered accidentally in sawdust.
Good grief. I just had a bowl of that chili stuff. I may have overdone the chili. I feel flames about to emit from my mouth a la dragons. It was great at the time I ate it, but the aftershock is making my eyes water. Ah well. It warmed the stomach.
Maybe I can do a little painting before the people arrive..........