Yep, I got stuck in The Works yesterday then had brain fog, bought something too big to carry as my hands didn’t work then had to hold the queue up whilst I put it back and got a refund. Then I lost my car park ticket so had to unload all the stupid things I couldn’t carry properly on the works floor, found it then got the heck out of there feeling a right nini. That was after I tried to pick myself up and legs decided to have a bit of a pause.
I had decided not to be ill yesterday but to go out and be among people and shops, well! What a cock up, I did however get three new pairs of pants to enable confiscating of grey raggy things in the drawer so I achieved something. It is all very tiring sometimes isn’t it!
Oh I forgot, I got back to have some tomato soup for tea, the ruddy ring pull didn’t work so I ended up hacking at it till I made a hole for the soup to come out of the tin. I tried my jazzy automatic tin opener and my hands were shaking so I couldn’t put it on properly grrrrrrrrr! Oh, then my Plegridy pen failed so I spent hours sitting, talking on the phone trying to get some sense out of people which then really beggared up my spine. I did stand in the garden in the sun for a few minutes later which was lovely and had a giggle as a chap asked if I wanted my drive doing and he would do it for 500 pounds ha ha ha ha ha ha. I had a good laugh at that one.
Today, given in, in bed with warm socks, books, not getting up. Today I am listening to my dodgy legs and giving them a rest and not having soup. I might watch some violent sort of film to cheer my up I think.