Sitting at the keyboard, laptop on the dining table, bum ensconsed in a comfy upholstered carver chair, wedged in with cushions, I listen to radio4 extra and have a little look around the net. I read what you guys are blogging, have a laugh and an attempt to put in my two halfpence in ( showing my age there gals and guys)
It's a nice time that I occupy, my own space.
Earlier today was completely different. My middle daughter has been staying a few days and she went off this morningn to go stay with some friends (she is on break from uni) I felt so tired, so tired. We have been out and about shopping etc and I think I used up all my spoons, I crawled onto the sofa at about 11am and put the telly on, next thing I know it was mid afternoon and I was really hot and bothered, in a dressing gown and under a duvet, tried to wake up, drifted in and out of a film, 4pm came and I got up a bit. Hub had been busy in garden and I didnt even know!
Gradually came too and got some food sorted, moved around and unstiffened.
Hub helped with tea and we ate, it was lovely. Since then I have watched a film on netflix and now I am wide awake, and not hurting!!!
Damn this topsy turvy fibro world!!!! Youngest (21) daughter has come in with about four mates and they are in front room, apparently they intend to curl up like a heap of puppies and go to sleep. I hope they keep quiet and don't wake hub up cos when I go up he will moan to me. Usually they are ok.
Rambling now!!!!!!!!!!!!! One fascinating think I found on net is the old accounts of court sessions in hte Old Bailey going back to the fifeenth century when you could be hung for stealing a handkerchief. Harsh.
Just istening to Just a Minute then off to bed as I actually have to get upearly and go visit my two old dears I help out on a monday.
Night All. xxxxxxxxxx