This week has gone zoom.
I have had a lot on and made a road trip to see my dada and Al.
We went to Westerham, and found a cool pub situated on the green where Churchill sits. A statue. The crescent moon was lovely. He has a nice view of it. Westerham is a pretty town. My grandmother used to frequent Westerham. She lived in Kent and travelled to Surrey a lot. She did not sit still for long. We had a lot in common. I always admired her strength, and use of expletives when she was hacked off about something.
To get away is a nice thing, driving through the forest is a lovely experience. Usually there are deer and sheep and cattle and the landscape is very beautiful. I grew up on the forest. I used to go there to walk and think and relax (and just to get the hell away from my home environment when it became too much : ) There were five of us and sometimes visitors or my cousin (who stayed in the holidays)
Friday has ben cancelled due to exhaustion. Sorry, Friday...I'm having to change your name to Lauraday.
Today I am just about managing to drag my weary corpse from bed, to pet feeding, to diary, to texts and phone calls, to shower and probably back to bed.
My friend got some shopping for me, I am feeling as tired as this today.
Retreat. Time out.
I had lunch with my daughter, yesterday. We talked about her plans and all the usual girl stuff, including our hair. Her graduation (July) hair cut has started to grow out and it always looks better when it is blunt cut at the ends and graduated a bit around her gorgeous face.
I tole her that I am no longer dying my hair and want to grow a long plait. My daughter talks straight. "No, mum. You will look like Ellen!"
Quite right, daughter. I'll get it blunt trimmed. Personally, I would not have the time for extreme maintenance, it's unruly and not easy to manage. Below shoulder length blunt cut in good condition. Plan.
Now, it's a case of getting RS to find time for a cut. I imagine that she could do with a bit of practice.
I am intending to make my daughter some good clean food to take back with her. She is very busy in her job - long hours, late hours - and rarely has time to cook.
I had to cancel the optometrist and my trip to Brighton. Imagine it today...just the thought of navigating town today...nah. I would probably blow a fuse. Not worth the risk.
Radio 4, hot showers, pampering and pottering.
I can feel an end of summer hair trim coming on. All of the split ends from summer sun and sea. It's sunbed season.
I went with my daughter last night, we both felt a lot better afterwards. We both are affected by S.A.D. Seasonally Affected Depression. This is the result of lack of vitamin D and a craving for sunshine. Last year I used this facility to help with the symptoms, it works. It's very funny that the sunbed also tans. Last year I was asked regularly, "Have you been away somewhere?"
"Yes. I'm Barbarella. I go to my sunshine pod a few times a week where I astrally travel".
That confuses people : )
It doesn't. It just reinforces the reputation that I have as 'nuts'. It's funny.
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