I met my friend for tea after work yesterday. I haven’t seen her and her little one for weeks, she’s my best buddy and I miss her, but I just haven’t been up to meeting up with friends for some time. It was so good to catch up, doughnuts and tea galore, and we’ve set a date for next week too.
After that it all went slightly downhill, I just about made it home at 8pm and had to crawl into bed, wiped out, exhausted and in a great deal of pain. I woke up, took pain killers and went back to dozing again.
I’d planned a hot date with myself today, visiting Brighton museum, cup of tea, maybe a mooch round the shops. It’s only 4 stops away on the bus. But instead I’m in bed with a strong cup of tea writing this blog.
I’ve been quite unwell and sore for a few days now, I assumed it was just the damp weather and stress, and that catching up with my friend would help with that a treat. I guess I was wrong.
I also need to catch up with my FibroAction admin work and send off some emails for some calls I made on Wednesday. I know people understand that it’s run by volunteers who also suffer from fibro but I hate letting people down. So that’s what’s on my list of things to do today, along with plenty of snoozing, and of course, Strictly Come Dancing!