The 11th & 12th; At least I don’t feel sad today.

April 13, 2015 — 1 Comment

The 11th of April.

I feel a bit sad this evening and I don’t know why. I had a massive sleep – early night, two Zopiclone, slept in until nearly ten. I spent the morning searching for the right wool for a special project, which is now on its way.

After lunch, I went to the gym, and it was there that I started feeling down, my breathing wasn’t good – I should’ve used my inhaler earlier in the day. I couldn’t get into the music I normally listen to, I was really cold – the air con was on full blast, and I just didn’t feel good about myself or what I was doing.

On the way home, we went via Boots as I needed some more handcream for the terrible dry skin on my fingers from the GvHD, and some leg hair removal cream as I’m not using that spray again – it went everywhere.

I hope this is just a bad day, and I feel better in the morning.

The 12th of April.

Ugh well I had a terrible night. I dreamed that a murderer was trying to get me and if I moved then he would, so I couldn’t go and fill my water bottle which was nearly empty in case I got murdered.

This morning was Sunday Brunch and hairwash, and this afternoon, I made Anna’s elephant’s head and we watched several things that were on the box.

I forgot to do my writing before dinner as I got distracted by The Lorax, so I just started during Masterchef. That was probably a good idea as it was quite stressful. Masterchef is always super stressful – I could never be a chef, I think I’d just run away and cry,

At least I don’t feel sad today.

One response to The 11th & 12th; At least I don’t feel sad today.


    Masterchef didn’t used to be like that. It used to involve Loyd Grossman politely asking Mrs Smith from Norwich “So, what are you making today?” and no one ever seemed to make anyone else cry or deliberately humiliate anyone. And they used to give the participants a glass of wine to drink while they told them who the winner was straight away with no dramatic pauses.

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