Wednesday lunchtime

Good lunchtime peeps,

Well, I am still in pyjamas.
But at least I am washed and fed.

I woke up sick this morning, in a lot of pain, I got my first cup of tea and then I vomited it.
gah.
This illness with no name has affected me for many years, it is triggered by anything that causes my muscles to seize, such as stress or impact.  I think, in typical Church of England style, Jill Lihou tried to call it bulimia or attention seeking or something, the labels I have collected from the judgemental church would make a story in itself. It can't be bulimia or attention seeking if I haven't eaten, no-one is home and I threw up because I am in pain, which is pretty much the only reason I throw up.

Anyway, slowly I managaed to keep painkillers down and tea, and eventually bacon and eggs.
And I showered and blogged. I will get dressed and go out wandering, no work today, tomorrow is a work day. I need to be fit for work.

I haven't really updated the last few days, there is a blank patch on Monday where I have no idea what actually happened, I think I was responding to the latest Jersey fiasco, then in the evening I went bus riding and got chips in town and listened to the glorious bellringing practice echoing in the empty square, and I went to the Samaritans to relieve some of the pent-up distress.

Then I came home and slept.
I woke early yesterday morning with a purpose, and I purposed that paperwork and went out with it.
Then I looked in my bank account and to my surprise, the pumpkins at housing benefit had paid a different amount on a different day than they had said they would, so I got some things I needed, including shoes, as the soles were falling off the other pair and they were my only pair.
The new shoes are better.

I came home, showered, and went to work.
I spent most of the afternoon minding the shop alone, all shops are struggling at this time of year, so it was quiet but I was pleased to get a few good sales.
The manager came in just before closing time, and I swept the shop while she talked.
I am going to be increasing my work and will have keys and be opening the shop sometimes, soon.
I didn't expect to progress as I have, but it means I am working towards being employable in a paid job eventually.

Last night I went out riding on the buses and came home late, slept but woke up ill this morning, I will need painkillers all day.