I stayed in Rayleigh last week and yesterday we went to Lakeside with Nikki to do some sales shopping. Didn’t really get that much stuff. Well, apart from 9 pairs of socks… 😐 Nevertheless it was nice since I hadn’t really seen her for ages.
In the evening I battled the train, the wind and the rain with my (for some reason incredibly heavy) suitcase and moved myself over to Sooz’s in London. She’d gotten someone’s else shopping delivered by mistake, and since Sainsbury’s didn’t want it back we had a wonderful feast of potato skins and friend chicken and all sorts. Thank you mystery shopper!
This ‘health getting back to normal’ business has manifested itself in a lovely menstrual surprise, only a month after the last time! While it’s good news that everything is returning to normal, this whole being on the blob every month instead of 3 times a year gubbins is really rather annoying! It’s sunday and I had to get up at 8 because I felt so bad and in pain and bleugh.
I’m meeting up with Paul today and am trying to think of ideas for where to go and what to do. Especially if it’s pissing it down. I think we ought to go to the British Museum as then I could get an obligatory picture of the glass ceiling of the great court for my 365 thingy. I hope I won’t feel too shit all day. That would certainly suck.