14 Sep

I’m not sure I can trust that last bit either…….

Tuesday is a case in point ….. I woke up thinking it was Thursday.  When chit chatting to BFF she remarked about something ‘a week tomorrow’ (meaning Wednesday) I remarked “Oh has it been moved to Thursday?” which would mean I thought that today was Wednesday, but my Sister is here for on a Wednesday never a Tuesday and she had not been here.  As the conversation continued and turned to the evenings culinary delights brain went ‘oh goodie fish fingers tonight’ which I have on Fridays and I knew I was having chicken curry because it was defrosting in the kitchen.  I give up!

A week tomorrow (Friday’s still follow Thursday’s, right? And today is still Thursday? Okay just checking) my BFF arrives for a couple of weeks. I haven’t finished the cot blanket nor untwizzelled the troll hat yarn.  I haven’t sorted additional groceries nor accumulated any good films (might have to do trawl through the charity shop). In truth I haven’t done much of anything. Although I have booked the carpet cleaner lady.  I’m fed up of feeling not myself, exhausted, energy less, heavy, weary and generally fatigued. It’s taken me all week to put this blog together.

*sniff-sniff* I know I’ve turned off the beef stew that’s been percolating on the hob, but now I am questioning whether I actually did!  I craved boiled eggs for lunch, so I must be ill. You see whenever as a child I was ill (be that with a cold, ear ache, stomach bug, chicken pox) my dear old Mum would stand beside my bed looking concerned saying “I don’t know what to make you for lunch, how about an egg (I groan), a boiled egg, (I groan), poached egg, (I shake my head), how about scrambled (I shake my head more) but fried won’t be nice for your tummy, I don’t know what to make” (how about toast, chicken soup in a mug) … I cannot face eggs when ill but usually ended up with a couple of boiled ones.  I had boiled eggs for lunch.

Now to get motivated into a book review, is “It was alright” descriptive enough, entice you to either read or avoid the title, thought not.

Brain is saying I need a pee, maybe that but is still working. 


Posted by on September 14, 2017 in General, Grumble, Life


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5 responses to “UnMindFull

  1. Bushka

    September 14, 2017 at 3:47 pm

    Ha! Ha! Happens to all of us, Anne! As long as you keep your sense of humour all is well. Hugs. 👍🏽❤️

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    • AnneMarie

      September 14, 2017 at 3:52 pm

      I remember twenty years ago, I came home from work and put my car keys in the fridge (no idea why) next morning ready to head off to work and…….I remembered that the keys were in the fridge!p

      Humour being tested, often failing.


  2. menhir1

    September 14, 2017 at 8:11 pm

    Well I never….and I thought it was just me in a right Fffog The worst I did not so long ago, was go to meet a friend and wait for her in appointed and cold place, at the right time on the wrong date……………..wait a mo” I haven’t finished the story yet.

    The next day, when I should have been meeting my friend, I watched the time carefully, sat and indulged in a cup.of coffee, then went out to travel to rendezvous point, checked watch…seemed a bit early, so sat in sunshine reading a paper someone had thoughtfully left on a seat. While I had my head down looking at the print (I think!), I becamer aware of a shadow and vaguely heard something said. I looked up, admittedly feeling and probably looking stupefied. Said friend had been waiting about an hour- at the right time- in appointed place, where I had been the day before, and bless her, she was most concerned about me rather than upset. I felt I deserved her ire, which I did not get, and felt utterly guilty the rest of the time we were together.

    I think, Anne-Marie, we will have to form an exclusive club, with, or, without. boiled eggs.


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    • AnneMarie

      September 15, 2017 at 4:01 pm

      I’m going back to a three day week, yesterday, today and tomorrow.

      Liked by 1 person

  3. deacongill

    September 15, 2017 at 5:22 pm

    A three-day week is an excellent idea. I often get the days muddled up too. In fact, I’m certain today is Saturday. Hugs!

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