After a mere 3 hours sleep in almost almost 48, I did manage to sleep 9 hours solid. But between 3.30 am and 12.30pm *sigh*.
My GP refuses to prescribe zopiclone because – I had a months supply at the beginning of January, and it’s in my notes that I was getting 7 hrs a night last October. FFS!!! But really, I am not posting to rant.
It’s just a funny old, strange old day today. Outside it is overcast with a cold wind, and it’s very quiet in the close; no children out playing, no dog barking across the way, no cars coming or going.
Indoors, however, is a hive of activity as 2 members of the family prepare for 2 weeks working away. The washer and dryer are doing overtime. But much hilarity, and a little chaos, was had when the door to the loft was opened to retrieve suitcases and Mitch felt it his divine right to go and explore the loft. Normally quiet Mitch loudly verbalised his frustration when his attempts were thwarted, and he then laid along a step in the middle of the stairs, refusing to move, huffing at reprimands and attacking any feet that attemtped to gently nudge him out the way.
The geckos have been cleaned out, Morio worms *shudder* dispensed into pots ready for my eldest to feed them at intervals over the fortnight. My eldest has to do it, because I cannot stand those disgusting looking things – the worms, not the geckos 😛 It could be I am a coward – but have you ever seen one of those things? ick ick ick!!
Zoe is in a mooching mood today. She doesn’t like this type of weather. She goes from windowledge to windowledge hoping it will have warmed and brightened up enough for her to go outside, and when that fails, she retreats to the top of the wardrobe in my room and gazes out the window from there.
I have spent most of the afternoon doing admin type tasks online and over the phone with household stuff, and getting frustrated at overly complicated processes and procedures. And spending quiet, cuddly time with my Littlun, who after having allergy skin tests a week ago is suffering with the eczema on her hands, and in the middle of a horrible chesty cold on the eve of a day of travelling by train and coach followed by a solid fortnight of 10 hour days. The air of busy preparation is tinged with reluctance. Occasionally I can hear one of them zap the other with a sonic screwdriver LOL
But I wanted to share a couple of pics with you. Because they make me smile 🙂 Hopefully they will make you smile too.
Taken from this book