September 10th, 2019

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I am still in need of a bloody good night out, a massage and a week in the sun.

Right, new flue fitting re-arranged for October.

MSK Triage on Thursday. I hold NO great hopes on this. I suspect it's yet another NHS box ticking exercise, but I do know that I've gotten myself on a really good path with my own efforts.

New travelcard obtained. I'm £50 poorer but there's no point in crying over spilt milk. I will write off the 2 hours and no lunch today as a weigh loss win. Oh and extra steps, there ya go!

I have had several emails today from somebody who's leaving party I won't be going to. I work with an astonishing degree of speed and accuracy. I must have somebody behind me who can keep up. It's really stressful, and most work stress I love, but not this.

Gotta say, having not lot of fun, I may go out tomorrow, although I shouldn't.

PC is going to have to be replaced. Another expense, suck it up buttercup.

Missed Pilates again, because the trains were all late or cancelled. Did gym though.

Came home, fed the monsters, inc foxes. Then had a really lovely bath, oiled myself and had some sosiges! Put on my Qantas jammies, and, sadly, the heating, it's chilly now, and cuddled up with Fatso, whilst chatting to younger men. Suddenly I am a cougar, although not from choice! No idea what they see in me, hey ho.

A dream has sorta been triggered. I am putting it on the back boiler as I am not in the right frame of mind at the moment, and it's not something to be doing half-cocked.