Ave Maria is being sung by Hayley Westenra. A few s-adverts and then the man on the radio is playing musical excerpts from Looney Tunes and reading out texts about children who loved the cartoons and took giggling delight in burping the alphabet. The traffic lady talks of Island Road, something to do with Dolphins and debris from a variety of collisions.
Another day of rain and a trip to the shiny metropolis in the offing. You'd think after more than a decade here I'd have sorted out a decent raincoat for myself ... but no.
The curtains are still closed even though I've been up at least 2 hours. Bigger dog (smallest dog's older sister) decided at 6.30am that there was something outside that simply couldn't wait. I obliged with an open back door and then returned to bed with a closed bedroom door. I then lay in the semi dark listening to Signor Floyd as he took the opportunity to enter the kitchen, investigate many, many places and finally he sat outside my door singing the song of his people.
I'll get up soon(ish) ... but, for now, Shirley Bassey is belting out Goldfinger, I'm warm beneath the duvet and all I'm thinking about is the coffee pot.
PS: I was in the shiny metropolis yesterday in the magic middle aisle ... I looked at a weighted blanket and briefly wondered whether I would enjoy such a thing. I then attempted to lift one ... 9kg ... and my eyebrow raised. I disappeared into daydream land, imagined myself beneath such a thing whilst lying in bed, and rapidly came to the conclusion that I have enough difficulty getting out of bed and acquiring coffee. Any further impediments to coffee acquisition would simply never do ...
[Pictures: Cathweegia is bathing in a rare moment of sunshine ... she wonders at my reasoning for hanging 'distressed' dog toys on one of her branches ... and smallest dog, having been and seen all there was to see in the big shed, is now surveying her Queendom, sniffing the air and wondering when her hooman will get the sausages sorted]
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Okay
We’re getting up
And showered
And then we’ll try to eat something
That’s the plan
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My tulip girl and I walked 4.6 miles this morning! We didn’t get back home until 1 pm nearly. My phone says I burned over 200 calories but then I ate a big lunch :( but I still have my horse to go ride who is sound again :)
I’m just…. So uncomfortable with the way my body has been lately but also so unable to r3str1ct like I was able to last year
It’s like my body got close to underweight BMI and was like “no 4n0r3xi4 for you 3DN0S only! b1ng1ng only!” Ugh
But yesterday I did 100 squats, hip thrusts, wall pushups, and 200 Russian twists and did a full ride on my horse! But I just maintained w8 from the previous day
There are times where I do get scared about how much I was able to drop last year and the change in my body. Then I lost steam and got fluffy again. But not nearly like I was before. So I think to myself, maybe it’s okay to just maintain where I am now? I still am keeping off all the w8 I gained when I was 22 so at least there is that.
But I just love my bones <3
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Feeling a lil vindictive, a lil nasty this morning
So context, my brother had a work do last night and before he left he told my mum he'd becoming back here and doing so alone. So tell me why he called me at 3am when I'm trying to sleep but travel anxiety and says he's bringing two mates back? I tell him he can't I'm leaving at 6 tomorrow he just goes yeah they'll just be passing through your room. No I've gotta get up in 3 hours you can't be keeping up, yeah it's fine. The fuck it is not
Anyway so my alarm goes off 3 hours later I've barely slept, my brain already woke me up several times prior but that doesn't mean I'm turning my alarms off immediately or getting ready quietly after the prick disturbed my sleep
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