annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Three things
Here I am grating things: Ha - that decided to go up above, so there I am, up / there. 2. Facebook memories caught me out again. Today from this day in 2019, when I posted a photo of Shirley and one of the pier, and said:
Just a few weeks later, a few weeks of carrying on walking every day etc etc, I went down with pneumonia and was bedridden for fucking weeks. So I'm giving in. I will rest, honest. Though I'm not entirely sure what constitutes rest. Walking less - but what about the dog? 3. There's a nasty smell in my art room. There's nothing in there that can generate a smell, or there shouldn't be. It's a tiny room crammed with stuff, including a sofa-bed, with all the bedding jammed in behind. I assumed that one of the cats has killed something and left it there, behind or under the sofa bed but no, I've gone through all of that and no sign of anything. So it must have been dropped into one of the boxes full of notebooks and whatever. It's all paper and paints and pens - nothing that can stink like that. I remember once an awful smell appeared in my then bedroom. It was nasty but I couldn't find the source - I thought it might be my washing, left undone for too long, but of course it wasn't. After a while it got so bad I slept on the sofa downstairs, then had to drag the bed out - it was one of those ones on castors with big drawers underneath - almost on the floor, no room for anything. But right at the back was a dead bird, presumably left there by the very tiny cat, Bob, and I'm thinking this is the same. Probably a mouse. Meh. I don't like it. Today I am grateful for: spending time with my girl 12:24 a.m. - 11.03.22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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