Here is my light up flower bouquet. It is so pretty, isn’t it?
There are a couple of bad things hangs happening at the moment.
1. I’ve been been been feeling very confused and Dad decides it’s the cyclizine: so I’ve been reducing that and now, finally, stopped it. I already feel less unsteady.
2. My tummy is swollen but I have to wait for about ten days to drain it as afterwards the needle could puncture one or more of my organs.
Wake up at 7am and have breakfast. Don’t go back to sleep 😴. Go back to bed but finish the Ian Rankin and start the sequel. To TheThursday MurderClub. It’s great: funny and original. Cast mainly from the original. It’s called The Man Who Died Twice. Urge you to read it.
Strength is great: I recommend this class as well. It’s just 30 minutes and we cover every part of the body. Time flies,
Speak to my psychiatrist who agrees with all of us and so I’m going to continue phasing out the cyclizine. He is pleased with me.
Have lunch, meditate and sleep.
After sleep: wake up . The panther is lying on top of the bed. I cry.
“I just want a normal life,” I say.
“,You’ll never be normal,” the panther says.
On my duvet, I see my Fluffy. He makes me happy. The panther will make me happy.
Mum wakes me up at 8am because I have Strength class at 8.45am.
Work hard at Strength which is a minute at a time of exercise with heavy weights. “You’re too week to do this” the panther says. I’m concentrating so hard on my exercises that I just keep going.
“I’m doing it. Look,” I say through gritted teeth. “I don’t have to be the best in the class I just have to KBO – Keep Buggering On – As Winston Churchill used to use to write”.
Go for lunch today at The Old Guinea in Ridge. Recommend it. Pleasant food and fabulous views. Mum has to rescue a grasshopper from my wig! Despite promises of 18 degrees and an overcast sky, it’s 21 and 🌞,
Look at our new plant – it’s a Liatris and we have two to fill up spaces in the Rockery.
Fluffball comes to rest on my bed whilst I’m doing my writing ✍️ this morning.
Wake up at half past five this morning and do Writing ✍️ with my Fluffball. Wander into the kitchen at seven o’clock and Mum is there making coffee ☕️.
Open a couple of cards:
Pull my Tarot card for the day:
Do Pilates at 10.45am. Work really hard. Chat to teacher and then Barre chums who sing happy birthday to me.
The flowers 💐 start arriving.:
From my brother in Abroad 💜 From my darling cousin.Mum makes me the caterpillar 🐛 cake which I used to have when I was a small child. It tastes amazing!
Dad brings me back to the flat. I unpack the food and put it in the fridge and fruit bowl 🍏 🍌.
Feed the birds and hang up their suet-filled coconuts 🥥.
It’s 8.26pm and want to go to sleep 😴 soon.
Happy Saturday everyone!
*2020. By Joanna Fluke. A Hannah Swenson murder mystery, book 25.
We learnt about the Twelve Houses and our Sun 🌞, moon 🌙 and ascendant ⬆️ last night in Astrology Course. I’m Taurus ♉️ Sun 🌞 in the Eighth House; Capricorn ♑️ Moon in the Fourth House and Libra ♎️ Ascendant in the First House. Am So Pleased with self for staying awake for the whole session from seven o’clock till nine thirty. Fall asleep around ten thirty.
Wake up at seven o’clock this morning and feel refreshed. Write eight pages of Memoir 🗒 🖊 ✍️ then see Fluffball before he goes out.
Return to bedroom and then it’s Pilates at ten forty five. Push self very hard and teacher is pleased with me.
Go to the White Horse in Shenley with parents for Birthday Lunch:
Our food is lovely but it’s about ten degrees 🥶 and cloudy ☁️. Still: it’s good to be out.
When we arrive hone, Fluffball is waiting outside the front door. We let him in. He tells me that he’s starving but Mum says she left some food out for him which he’s eaten. Eventually, he gives up and goes out.
Presents and cards are coming a few at a time. Am excited for Birthday tomorrow which is going to include: writing, watching The Pursuit Of Love; lunch, sleep, back to the flat.
Fluffball is in my bedroom looking after me: the precious angel 😇.
If you want to give me a present 🎁 and haven’t decided what to get, please message me or write in the comments here. Thank you so much everyone.
Happy Friday everyone!
*2010. By Dane Rudhyar. The greatest astrologer of the Twentieth Century.
Wake up and do my Barre class on Zoom. It’s a tough class and I work hard.
Sit in the garden and read my book. It is sunny but not that warm.
Lockdown continues and I feel miserable about it. Miss going out and seeing my friends and having an independent life. And yet when we see other people when we’re out walking I feel So Nervous in case any of them have the virus that I wonder whether I’ll ever be able to socialise again. Has our world been changed forever by this virus.
It could be the panther making me have such a bleak view of everything. I wish he would go back where he goes when he’s not here.
Fluffball is in now and I’m sitting on the sofa having a ginger drink.
Happy Wednesday everyone!
*2005. By Peter May. Crime thriller set in a pandemic.
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