Sunday

Good morning peeps,

Well I can barely remember Friday now, I got paid for distribution work and I got some gardening done, and in the afternoon I had a jacket potato at the cafe and then drove along the cliffs and sat watching the sea.

Then yesterday I woke from nightmares about the police and did three paper rounds, it wasn't possible to get going quickly or early so I felt frustrated as I had to get to tutorials and was worried about the fog.
Thankfully the fog didn't stop me, although I felt so ill that when I had finished tutorials I came home and went back to bed after collecting my laundry.

It was a pity about yesterday, normally I would try to stay out and enjoy a break from home for the day, but I was tired and ill and my Mum was also not well so she couldn't meet for a coffee and she says it is a pity as she has a surprise for me. She won't tell me what the surprise is, and I am not so keen on surprises, but I know it isn't a giant rabbit. I keep asking for a giant rabbit.

Anyway, so I slept for three and a half hours when I got home, then to my surprise, the television was working again after another 24 hours of losing signal.
So I watched Big Bang Theory and Back to the Future while cleaning the flat, and then I went to bed, and although I don't recall my dreams, I am having flashbacks, so there must have been dreams.

It looks cold outside, I will shower and then go and do the papers.

Update 9.40am:

Well I went to do the papers, but unfortunately they weren't in, the delivery was late, so the boss said he would phone me when they came in.
So I came home and washed Florence and brushed her interior. Then I took her to the petrol station, got a few pounds of petrol and did Florence's tyre pressures, her tyres were Ok actually, the nearside front was slightly low.

Then I came home and I was just cleaning the fridge while having breakfast (don't try this at home) when the phone beeped, the papers were in.
I went and did the papers, and the boss gave me a chocolate bar for coming back. I met a nice Welsh tourist who stopped to chat,  but I wondered afterwards if it was because I am wearing my daffodil. My daffodil is more to do with Cancer Care than my Welsh roots.

Anyway, it is really hard to get back into cleaning a fridge when you have to go out in the middle of doing so, so I am sitting here. I only have the door shelves and the salad compartment left to do. Apart from that, I just need to wipe the kitchen, finish the bathroom and sweep, mop hoover.

Hollyoaks is on at  10 and Mel and Joey is on at 9, and today is a full study day, two assignments due next week.
Next week is like this: bills, biopsy, assignments, work.
Hmph. I am still hoping that the biopsy will be cancelled, they are not nice and it could make me feel worse.
The diocese's onslaught against me left me with an auto-immune condition that could mutate into cancer. But seeing as I don't think it has, I don't want a biopsy at all, especially as car parking at the hospital is extortionate.