I met the neighbour’s dogs this morning and making friends makes me happy! You can’t beat canines for the feel good factor, though I must admit I’m happy at the moment to be like the aunt / grandmother – all the fuss and attention, none of the wet, cold winter poop-scooping in darkness and torrential rain…
Traumatic afternoon for me, as it was about 2 weeks after I should have had my haircut and I finally bit the bullet and stopped using the house move as an excuse to put it off. I hate almost everything about getting my hair cut, even though I like my hairdresser and enjoy having my hair washed by an expert (I find it very relaxing). I think I’d
like it better hate it less if I just asked to sit with my back to the mirror; I’m half blind without my glasses but looking in a mirror at my own face is really something I don’t enjoy doing for 30 minutes at a time (I look very piggy without my glasses on – tiny eyes and a piggy nose). On the plus side though at least my hair is tidy now – for a couple of weeks at least
The only exercise I got yesterday was scrubbing a shower cubicle and walking back from the hairdressers – about 2.5 miles in total I think. Plus a few trips up and down the stairs.
Breakfast: All bran with raisins and peach
Lunch: Home-made spinach soup with a chia pan bread topped with tinned coronation tuna
Dinner: Quorn fillets with samphire, asparagus & some other sea vegetable who’s name I forget – something like okahijiki – plus sauerkraut, green beans & peas
Snacks: Skinny popcorn, Fage 0% with strawberry, a little ham, some of my home-made orange cake