Blob

On Wednesday Lux told me on Facetime that I was the fittest granny she knows, and I felt ridiculously proud. 

Yesterday, however, I was a blob.

I woke up exhausted for no reason that I could think of. It was a bright and beautiful day, and yet I could not drag myself out for a bike ride or a walk. I have no idea why. Thinking about it now, it was like a refusal - like when a horse refuses a jump.

I emptied the dishwasher and put two doormats in the washing machine, and that is the extent of any kind of productivity for the whole day...unless you count emailing the printer to tell him which of the two Hugs cards I liked the best.

Hugs © Sue Hepworth

I planned to sit and read in a sunny window. In the morning! Shocker.

Then an unexpected parcel arrived, containing:

It was a present from Wendy. For no reason at all except that she loves me. What a dear girl. Her message made me cry. 

A jigsaw puzzle arriving on a blob day: perfect timing. 

So I sat in the sunny window and began a puzzle. I continued for much of the day, while listening to the audiobook of the new Victoria Wood biography. I didn't even have the motivation/energy to drag myself down to the village postbox, and Dave went instead.

Today I don't feel like a blob. It's raining and it's going to rain all day, but I'll be putting on my boots and mac and will venture out. Perhaps there'll be some gullies to clear. 

I'm trucking again.

I hope you have a good weekend.