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The 13th of August.

It feels like autumn now. Just because it is a more normal temperature, but it seems particularly chilly. I’ve put my bedsocks back on at night. Full length leggings at the gym. And in a few weeks I’ll be complaining that it’s too cold.

This morning, I wrote up a blog post, then started the next part of the dress – I think I might actually finish it this evening. Got through a couple more episodes of House, too. It’s only on NowTV for 17 more days I think, so by no means will I see all of it but I can probably do another season.

After lunch, I tried to pay for my new Blue Badge over the phone, but the system seemed to break down so I’m going to try again tomorrow. Then I went to the gym and had a very nice productive session – I think Mondays are the quietest day. Unless it’s just because everyone’s on holiday. Whatever the reason, I am happy.

The 14th of August.

Finished the dress! Technically I could do some more edging but it’s not vital – I like the way it looks. This morning, after my breakfast, coffee, and paying for my Blue Badge (it worked this time), I went upstairs to try the dress on and take some photos. That took a while because I had to keep resting after moving the mirror and getting changed. But happily, it fits, and looks good! And if I wear a black vest and black tights underneath then I don’t need to purchase a slip.

I spent my afternoon a bit upstairs, a bit downstairs. I played a little more Rayman, but not as much as Saturday – thankfully neither of the levels I was doing were as difficult or annoying as that one! Then I came down to do some more of that cardigan I was working on before the dress and watch House. I’m nearly at the end of season two and I did some crying when Foreman nearly died. I really ought to not get so attached to functional characters.

Off to Wales tomorrow! Taking Taid for lunch in Conwy. Hopefully that means I will see some good dogs.

The 11th of August.

Well, it has been a very curious sort of day. I got up early, because I was going to meet Selina at Windowbox Café at ten for breakfast. When I got there, I saw Carl (from Aston back in the day) was working so we said hi and I ordered a coffee to drink while I waited. However, Selina did not appear, or reply to my texts, which was worrying. After forty five minutes, I was hungry so I ordered some French toast with pancetta and maple syrup and another coffee and it was delicious. At about half eleven, I left, but I texted her again to ask her to let me know she was alright. When I got home, I received a reply to say that her mum had turned her alarm off to let her sleep in! Little bit annoying but her intentions were good. She gave me a ring this afternoon, so we had a lovely chat about the piece of art she is in the process of creating. Normally I hate talking on the phone, but actually it was really nice.

The rest of my afternoon was incredibly wearisome, playing a level of Rayman that killed me a frustrating amount of times, and it took me about three hours, but I am really glad it’s over. I do not know how ten year old me dealt with how utterly fucking useless Rayman is sometimes. I just knew I had to get to the end because you can’t save in the middle of a level and the thought of doing it all again was intolerable.

The 12th of August.

Most of today has been super boring. Well, for you to read. For me, it has been a bit tedious but enjoyable simultaneously.

Crochet and tv. This morning, it was Sunday Brunch, and when that finished, it was House. I just needed to get to the end of the back and forth rounds of the dress, and I finally have. Now I have to do the final decorative bit, which will be more interesting.

That has been literally all I have done today. However, I did stop at about five for two hours because one of my old friends from school, Sam, came round. She was in Birmingham for a psychology course and I saw this and asked if she wanted to meet up, so we did! I have not seen her for about nine years I think, so it was good to a) find out what she’s up to (training to be a psychologist) and b) reminisce about school, mainly good stuff but also some of the less good stuff – our class was not known for our exemplary behaviour. We obviously talked a bit about medical stuff too, and I have impressed upon her the importance of becoming a stem cell donor. She’s going to do it. I’m going to check. It is so cheering to be able to talk to someone that I know, have known for so long, we’ve both grown and changed, but can come back together as if no time has passed at all.

The 7th of August.

Today seems to be the last really hot day. I hope so – last night I slept terribly. I should have had a second coffee at some point but I just never got round to it so now I’m very sleepy.

This morning, I got my blog post done before we went to The Spire. My appointment was meant to be at 11.45, but I ended up swapping with another lady who had another appointment elsewhere and wouldn’t make it. That was fine; I had nowhere else to be.

When I got called in, Julie was amazed at the size difference. She had a look at the sleeve I’m currently wearing and decided I need to go a size and class down, so I’ve got a prescription for that and hopefully Boots have ordered the right one. She also showed Mommy how to do the massage to deal with the remaining fat.

I have spent my afternoon being really cool, playing Rayman. Well, until four o’clock. I did the stupid next level, then a couple more, got The Elixir of Life (after a very frustrating bit) and thought it best to stop there.

Then, back to my dress. Now it’s a lot of back and forth, and I want to go to bed.

The 8th of August.

It is less warm for sure, but when it’s sunny oh boy it’s too much. I’m fairly sure I’m so sensitive because of photopheresis – I always had to wear sunglasses for 48 hours afterwards to try to prevent photophobia. I must admit I was not very diligent so it’s probably my fault that I can’t cope with brightness.

I kind of frittered the morning away doing a whole lot of nothing, apart from a bit of crochet. Keep plugging away at this dress, no matter how tedious this part is.

This afternoon was gym-time. Quiet again – maybe everyone has gone on holiday? I think the very committed girl must have because I now haven’t seen her for two visits on the trot. I had a weird sort of session – I did what I normally do and everything felt the way it normally does but my heart rate wasn’t going as high as usual. I think my heart rate monitor might have been having a wobble because I don’t think I’ve suddenly got better at everything.

The Janelle Monáe tickets came today and I could not be more excited.



The 1st of August.

Starting to warm up again. For all the complaining about the heat, I prefer being warm to cold.

I was at the chiro this morning, and Trine was amazed at the difference in my arm compared to last time she saw it three weeks ago. For some reason, a particular spot in my right shoulder blade was really tender. The only thing I can think of is that it’s still recovering after having been messed about with because I haven’t done anything that would actively cause that sort of pain.

After lunch, I went to the gym. Much better session than Monday because a) I wasn’t angry and b) it was way quieter – far fewer youths today. There was a man that smelled like cheese and onion crisps though, which was unpleasant. I know it was him because when he left my vicinity, so did the smell.

Back home, Shaki popped in to pick up the remaining cat carriers and give me the money for my phone, and a man came to look at the roof/my bedroom ceiling. It is going to be fixed!

The 2nd of August.

Well, I’ve had a nice day, apart from one thing but it was just something I learned as opposed to something that happened to me.

This morning I got my hair cut at Black Sheep, so I got an update on how Sophie and Adam’s dog Cilla is doing after her operation (good; being a rascal) and got a surprise seeing Andrew who was helping out today. Had a nice chat with Michaela while she was chopping, telling her all about my liposuction and the saga of Dolly, and she told me of her extremely busy weekend, bless her.

This afternoon, Jen came round. Haven’t seen her for ages so we had a good chinwag for an hour. She could only stay that long because she is hand-rearing a kitten because (here comes the bad thing) his mother ate the other four in the litter! I KNOW. And apparently this cat has done this twice before, as have other females in her breeding line (she is fancy) and some are just genetically predisposed to doing this? So that’s horrific.

When she left, I tried to play Rayman on the PC, but no matter what I did, it wouldn’t cooperate, so I ended up downloading a PortKit onto my iMac and running it in there! I have done the same two levels as I did downstairs, and now I have to do the dreaded Marshes of Awakening. So hard!