Current work: Medical (and counting down to holiday – not feeling quite as rubbish as yesterday)
Listening to: Def Leppard, Slang
Reading: really looking forward to a readfest next week (and I’m talking about it on Saturday at the PHS)
Yesterday, woke up with a really bad headache (thank you, DH, for shutting our bedroom window so the room was stuffy… and so was my head) and my tried-and-tested coffee-and-paracetamol combo failed to shift it. Felt rubbish all day, but I’d promised to take the kids ten-pin bowling so I made myself do it.
And it was great fun. Son was delighted to get a strike. Daughter decided she was going to bowl without the help of the frame and did pretty well, getting a couple of spares. Me… well, I did manage a strike on my very last ball, but basically I’m rubbish at sports. If we're messing about, having fun, that's fine. I'll play, if you ask me to - but if you’re competitive and it's important to you that your team wins, then you’d be much better off putting me in charge of refreshments and leaving me to read in a shady corner. (Hmm: I’m having a bit of a lightbulb moment here… Oh, man, not now, when I have a screaming deadline and two days left!)