I've been doing really well (well, "well" relatively speaking). Until I wasn't.
On the "doing well" side, I'd managed to organise a burst of spring fever into some substantial cleaning, always a good sign as it's not my favourite job. I'd also been faffing around with the diary stuff, and the fact that I was even vaguely interested in it was a good sign. I'm actually well down the rabbit hole on that one. In a good way,
I'd also had the urge to put some window film on the french doors at the back of the house. I'd thought about this several times over the last six months, but hadn't even managed to drum up the energy to go and look. This time I looked, I photographedopy pasted, I considered, and I ordered.
Not only that, but I went through the faff of measuring and cutting the film exactly in half, AND following the instrcutions on preparation exactly. This involved dusting (and using my little blower), cleaning, washing, and dusting again the glass before I even thought about trying to apply the film.
I managed to apply the film, I got the pattern perfectly aligned, and the whole process went swimmingly.
I even quite like the end result (although I do miss having an unobstructed view).
Miss T came round for dinner, and thought we'd had new doors put in.
And I'd managed to find and wash the other Kefir jar I have, and separate my grains s I;'m now growing 2 lots of water kefir (with tyhe intention of having enough spare grains to create Kefir Fermented Vegetables).
My back, walthough still a disaster when I sleep on it, was much improved during the day. Something from the "kitchen sink" attempt is obviously working. My stomach acid is lurking, but I've managed to deal with it without resorting to a proton pump inhibitor tablet for two weeks now, which is amazing.
I have been craving milk, so I guess my calcium is being activated.
I'd even had another burst of selling stuff.
I even decided to ask for empty soda stream cylinders so I could send back 4 empties (I'm at the end of an annual plan, and we haven't used as many as we have in previous years). I went out to collect them this afternoon.
And the fall?
I managed to completely miss my hair appointment!
I feel very bad about it as I visit a lady who does hairdressing from home. She only does it a few days a week, which makes my tuirning up even worse. My Dad was self employed, and I know how derailing this sort of thing can be,
I was completely honest with her, and told her that I had completely forgotten about it until the alarm went off while I was walkig round the Co-op. My hairdresser was lovely about it.
