... to anything today.
The girls are flat out in their room, Charles is busy and cannot be disturbed and I'm sort of prowling around doing nothing in particular.
Every five minutes I keep looking in the mirror to see if the swelling round my eye is going down yet. (It's not!)
I'm trying to avoid making another cuppa because my insides are awash.
I don't want to read my book, because I'll finish it too soon and I want to be sure that I am left alone without any interruptions when I do.
Can't make anything for lunch cos we're going out.
Don't want to bake because we'll just end up consuming stuff we don't really need to eat and, let's face it, ALL baking is fattening.
Can't put the telly on in the living room in case it disturbs Charles. Can't watch anything in the pup's room because Lily's asleep on the (only) chair and I don't fancy sitting on the floor.
Can't even be bothered to sort our my make up bag(s). Now this is usually quite a pleasant activity,where I discover loads of stuff I've forgotten I'd got - but when you've got an eye that's twice the size it should be (well the eyeLID is twice the size - the actual eye cannot be seen), you don't want to be putting eye shadow and mascara on and drawing even more attention to it.
So in short - can't do very much then. (I'm not good at doing nothing!)

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