Morning all.
It's not often I start the morning post, but my sleep patterns are all over the place at the minute, thanks to taking Duloxetine for the nerve pain in my neck, and worrying about Clutterbug's move, and Mr Rosa's Aunt's Funeral on Monday. I've been taking my meds at night, but I think I might switch to mornings, to see if that helps with the insomnia. I've left Mr R snoring in bed, and I'm downstairs on a recliner chair, wrapped in a blanket, with a cup of tea, surrounded by greyhounds, who are also snoring...but more gently than Mr R!
Just a domesticated day for us today; the weekly supermarket shop and a visit to our lovely local butcher. I've got to take up a pair of black trousers to wear on Monday. It's quite a rarity...trousers are usually to short for me, but these came from Long Tall Sally, and are about an inch too long. Mr R wants to get the car washed and hoovered, and he needs to take the dog-guard out of the back. We're giving someone a lift to the funeral service on Monday, and they might not appreciate sitting in the back of the car, behind bars!
I've got a bit of Charity paperwork to do, in preparation for a meeting on Tuesday but, apart from that, and the usual dog-walking, it's a fairly average Saturday.
I think I'm going to try and get an hours sleep, now, before Mr R surfaces, so I'll catch up with you all later.
Have a good day everyone.
Good Morning. It's Saturday.
It's not often I start the morning post, but my sleep patterns are all over the place at the minute, thanks to taking Duloxetine for the nerve pain in my neck, and worrying about Clutterbug's move, and Mr Rosa's Aunt's Funeral on Monday. I've been taking my meds at night, but I think I might switch to mornings, to see if that helps with the insomnia. I've left Mr R snoring in bed, and I'm downstairs on a recliner chair, wrapped in a blanket, with a cup of tea, surrounded by greyhounds, who are also snoring...but more gently than Mr R!
Just a domesticated day for us today; the weekly supermarket shop and a visit to our lovely local butcher. I've got to take up a pair of black trousers to wear on Monday. It's quite a rarity...trousers are usually to short for me, but these came from Long Tall Sally, and are about an inch too long. Mr R wants to get the car washed and hoovered, and he needs to take the dog-guard out of the back. We're giving someone a lift to the funeral service on Monday, and they might not appreciate sitting in the back of the car, behind bars!
I've got a bit of Charity paperwork to do, in preparation for a meeting on Tuesday but, apart from that, and the usual dog-walking, it's a fairly average Saturday.
I think I'm going to try and get an hours sleep, now, before Mr R surfaces, so I'll catch up with you all later.
Have a good day everyone.
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