No blogging for the past 2 days because I've been far too busy being busy.
Or not really.
I've just been having quite a lot of fun actually. Which is good.
Jolly good really.
Went to see Nativity 2 (the film, there isn't a Biblical sequel or anything...)
Then had went to the big cathedral in Wells for carols by candlelight. Pretty darn spectacular. Especially as I was at the end of a row so I didnt feel squeezed in or claustrophobic. Bonus.
And then...then I did something else fun...I think...
Oh no...I cleaned the kitchen actually.
That wasnt very fun. Mostly just really dirty and smelly....
But I dont want this to be just a list of what I've been doing.
Cuz that can get a bit dull. Although, in all honesty, I can make the most boring of activities sound exciting...
Like today when I went to investigate the skeleton at the bottom of the garden.
Yeh. That was exciting.
In a kind of morbid circle of life kind of way.
Oh and it wasnt a human skeleton, so dont worry.
There is also a funny story about me chasing dogs and deer in the garden...but I think I'll have to save that...
And then waking up to find a lemon in my handbag this morning...that was kind of strange....
Am I having a conversation with myself this evening?
I think so.
Had a bit of a blip last night...
I had to run out of a nightclub because I was so claustrophobic and I could feel a panic attack coming on.
Oh it was gross.
And I was so annoyed with myself.
But I think I feel OK now.
I did the right thing.
Yes. Yes I did.
Think I'm going to stop wittering to myself now, bed is calling.