So I have applied cream to my burnt bits and have sat indoors all day. Probably because it hasn't stopped raining. The most exciting this that has happened today is that there was a fire at the Tate Gallery and I have counted lots and lots of umbrellas going past my window.How the hell can 2 days be so different.
And speaking of different, I'm not just referring to the weather .
I am stressed, I hardly slept a wink last night and due to the bags under my already baggy eyes, I am also depressed . Not just a bit down in the dumps, but really low. I have a lot to contend with at the moment and as soon as one problem is solved then another one seems to appear right before me. I feel like an overflowing pot today and I don't like it.
To those that know me very well - they know when to give me a wide berth, a hug or a kick up the bum.....thank you, you know who you are x
To those that think they know me very well - you really probably don't.
And to those that think I am just a 'good laugh' ? Well your illusions would have been well and truly shattered today. I have been a blubbering wreck and I'm not ashamed to admit it.
I have a busy few weeks ahead and all sorts of nasty things to tackle, thankfully there are a couple of nice things too just to balance it out. So it's not all bad. Not quite.
And to use a few cliches - tomorrow is another day, the only way is up, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger etc etc.
I'll write about the dogs and my non diet and the weather tomorrow.
Or maybe not.