Hot and tired?

There's something so aggravating about getting out of the shower and, then, getting all hot and exhausted soon after from unloading groceries. And then sitting in front of a hot computer didn't help either. Or trying to keep on top of all the fires in the blind group. At least the pres and I have terrific rapport. But I was a limp noodle by the time I got to lie in bed and call one of our newest members who wasn't comfortable using his stupid phone as it kept misunderstanding what he was dictating. So I made an extreme effort and phoned him after 4. I was surprised to hear that he lives in my part of the city.

After the phone conversation in which I proved (if only to myself) that I still have the makings of a social butterfly, I fell apart in bed. I'd been guzzling raspberry lemonade (nearly finished the litre), also gorged on mixed berries (yay, antioxidants), and watched some of my recorded shows. But I was so loopy, nothing was making any sense. I'm not even going to try. It was also a horrid vision day and my eye is exhausted from staring at fuzzy white font in a blizzard. Sigh.

Can't wait to get my hair cut and coloured tomorrow. I'm fed up with my shaggy head.