Tuesday morning

Good morning peeps,

Well this is a right old mess isn't it?

Yesterday I worked hard in the hot sun, doing garden clearance and was happy with that, enjoyed a chat with my friend as she gave me a lift home.
Got home, saw more distressing rubbish on the internet and I forgot Hollyoaks and supper and just sat there numb for three hours.
None of what I needed to do got done, and by the time I realised I had to eat or my blood sugar would be drastic, I was in my housemate's way as she gets a late supper and I get an early one and we normally plod happily along with our routines not clashing.
But when people blog or broadcast or print rubbish about my case, and I collapse, my supper and washing up get left until it gets in the way.

Anyway, in the end I was able to talk to someone until I felt a bit better, and then I went to bed, having not even done my physio exercises because I couldn't.
I slept very badly and was woken by the stupid cat at 5am, not at all amused.

I got to the shop early for my papers and they hadn't marked my round yet, because I am somewhere in the middle, not first or last, usually, so I was early.
I walked over to the sea wall while I waited, the sea was waving gently at the golden sand and the sun was shining dreamily.
The papers got done, and I came home and the cat was sick all over the kitchen floor.
Stupid cat.
There was a dying bee crawling along near the cat sick and I wondered if it had stung the cat and made it sick, but then I noticed what looked like a sting in my arm, which may have been a bee sting and I had never even noticed, but the cat had been sick of a huge hairball, and he could have been kind enough to do so outside. Stupid cat.
Anyway, so the kitchen is now mopped.

I was due to do a lot of paperwork this morning, but I have not felt good, so not much has been done.
I have sent a message asking to postpone this afternoon's work until later in the week, and am awaiting a reply, it is not ideal as it messes up my client's plans and it also means I am stacking work up towards when I go away, which is not ideal either, and my rent is due and as I still live hand to mouth, I needed the money today.

Anyway.
If I can cancel today's work, I have studying to do, plenty of it, and I would rather stay home and study.

My new gum shield arrived today, I had to buy it as NHS dental help is nearly non-existant here at the moment, so it is not made from a plasticine mould, so it won't fit snugly like the NHS ones do, but hopefully it will stop the now severe teeth grinding and clenching which is making me more ill.