annanotbob2's Diaryland
Diary
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Mega-quick-tastic
- I can't stay indoors. It makes me crazier and meaner than I am already. I rage with a burning fury against Bloke's crimes, which actually are just crimes of omission that he's not remotely aware of, so it's not even fair.
- So yesterday I went with Son into the city, walked from the car park to the cafe and back, came home and slept for four hours. Woke up, had dinner, watched telly, went to bed, slept for eleven hours. I am proper tired.
- None of my creative endeavours have come to anything. Boo. But I have collected my beach huts and also have some city-scapes to photograph and one blog-mate buyer waiting in the wings, so I mustn't get too down-hearted.
- ED is not doing well. She's just sleepy and distant and I feel scared.
- There's been a wind today like nothing else, getting under my skin and making me jumpy as fuck. Glad not to live on the river bank any more.
- I want to write a decent entry, maybe tomorrow.
I am grateful for: a new cheap gym round the corner where I might try and build some core strength when I'm a bit better; my pal B inviting me to do an art session tomorrow, just me and her, peaceful, non-stressful, manageable; resisting the temptation to get into a spat with Sis, who's moved her horses to a stable five minutes from my house, but is fucked if she's going to call in and see me - many verbal protestations of love and affection but no actions to demonstrate reality; a very delicious Mary Berry ginger pudding; doing this in fifteen minutes and now SLEEP!
12:05 a.m. - 11.03.19
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