Friday 10th March 2017
Bulgarian: Петък 10 март, 2017 г.
A Nothing sort of Day
I stirred into semi-life and had another attempt at remembering the dreams, again without any luck. Glanced at the clock… Gotten Himmel, It was 0600hrs! I’d been in the land of nod, on and off for over seven hours. I must have been tired, not like me to sleep anywhere near this length of time.
To the porcelain after extracting myself from the shaking wobbly £300 second-hand recliner. So, some good news here again this morning, Little Inchy had responded well to the new cream (Although it did sting a bit more than the other one, hehe), and had not bled at all overnight. Haemorrhoid Harold was only leaking little bits, and this despite the painful evacuation battle just undertaken. Even Duodenal Daniel was a lot easier too. Anne Gyna and Arthur Itis were the only ones upset with me.
Did the first Health Checks. All okay. Took the medications.
Computer switched on and yesterday’s diary was finished off. Did some graphicationalisationing on CorelDraw.
Did the second Health Checks, okay again.
Blogged on for a while.
Then went on Facebook.
Did the third Health Checks, okay yet again.
Did some graphics and posted them off to the TFZ site.
Letters from the bank – all sorted now with the new card.
Did an order for a Morrison delivery for next week and changed the details, but it would not accept my payment. Turned it all off and back on again and tried once more and it took it this time.
Pleased with some long awaited progress, I cleaned the kitchen up a bit. This turned out to be not such a good idea. Within minutes I’d burnt my finger and broke a mug and clouted my head on the draining board.
Got a bit peckish early on today, so made the fodder.
A steak pie, new potatoes, garden peas, mushroom with soy sauce and beetroots. A banana and lemon fool followed.
A nice one, despite my dropping some of the peas off the plate and having to extract myself from the £300 second-hand recliner, getting the hoover and brush and cleaning up the mess and the meal got cold before I got back to it. Interesting searching for the peas and thinking you’ve got them all, putting the hoover away and finding more – twice! Tsk! Still, I have plenty of comestibles and victuals to hand.
I double checked the bank paperwork and was satisfied I’d not made any errors. (Fingers crossed here)
Washed the pots and had a look what was on the TV tonight. Decided to watch some DVDs of Doctor Who.
As I settled, two more garden peas were spotted, on the chair this time – and I took off the cover and shook it earlier? I checked underneath it and hit my head in the same spot as I did earlier against the kitchen sink.
Eventually, I got to watched some of the DVD and the innards started rumbling, but this did not last, as soon as I paid yet another visit to the [prcelain, it stopped bothering me.
Took the medications and idly did nothing else other than Health Check and watch the DVD. Finally nodded off around 2130hrs.
It’s been an odd day.
Ouch, the kitchen was not kind to you. Peas can be a most mischievous vegetable when it makes escapes. Wishing you the best <3
Thanks for the good wishes flower, appreciated.
I found two more peas when I got up this morning. How they could have gotten to the other side of the room beats me though. Tsk!
That flipping kitchen got me again this morning when I got the medications out of the draw I trapped my little finger in it! Had to laugh, after saying to myself “Oh blow!” Hehe! X
Your kitchen seems to be out to get you, lol <3
Afraid you could be right there gal. Hehehe!
The lady who had the flat before me told a neighbour that she thought it was haunted. Laugh a minute here it is.
Taketh care, TTFN. X
Nodded off pretty early. Dinner looked to be good, besides getting cold on you. Peas seem hardly work the trouble for as much rolling around on things they always seem to do.
There’s a thought you given me Tim thanks. I wonder if I could invent or create a way to grow square garden peas? Hehehe!
There seems times when I cannot for the love of me get to nod off, and others (A lot of them lately) when I can nod off anytime anywhere, on the bus, at the bus stop, on the WC and the worst one, attempting to watching TV.
The recent lack of Whoopsiedangleplops is making me nervous.
Enjoy your coffee Sir. TTFN
Square peas is a great idea. It always seems like you can’t fall asleep when you need to and fall asleep when you aren’t supposed to. There’s probably something about it in Murphy’s law.
If I remember rightly Sir, some years ago somebody grew almost square tomatoes… or was that an April Foll? Hehe!
An idea here from you for a name of the flat? Murphy’s Castle, or Murphy’s Mayhem, or just Murphy’s?
Perhaps not, though. Cheers.