I slept pretty well, until I woke at some ridiculously early hour. No idea of the time, but it was still dark and while I didn't get up, I didn't fall back to sleep either so I'm pretty bleary eyed this morn.
I'm here for a mere 30 minutes, some might think I'm ever so slightly insane for travelling close to 15 minutes in each direction for a brief 30 minutes at my chosen destination. I'm sat here, writing to you with a coffee in one hand, pen in the other and Corrine Bailey Rae in my ears, but it's my precious 30 minutes and this is what I choose to do with them.
B will pick me up around 10.30 or there abouts and then we'll be off to Wales for the day. I've jogged for 35 minutes already so at least that's out of the way.
I watched SATC yesterday evening. I realise I'm one of the last two remaining people on the planet not to have seen it so far, but better late than never. (Don't ask me about E.T. I still haven't seen that.) It was a good film filled with life, love, heartache and a bucket full of friendship. It was really good and I predict, now that I've actually seen it, it'll be one I revisit time and again. It's one of those films which gives you a timely reminder, (whatever time it may be,) of the important stuff, the stuff of life.
The air con is off in here and the heat is on, another sure sign that, for Starbucks at least, Autumn is well and truly on it's way. My coffee isn't finished yet but its time for me to make a move.
It's now Wednesday, I'm pretty tired. Yesterday was lovely. B and I headed for Wales, and as usual, the scenery was spectacular and the weather, while not exactly sunny, was at least kind. Thank you Wales. After stopping off in various locations, walking, eating far too much than was good for me, despite aiming for the healthy options, I finally arrived home around 8pm. After waking at a ridiculous hour though, I was completely shattered and unconscious by 10pm, much to the annoyance of the friend I was having a conversation via text with until this point.
I'm sitting here, thinking of you and sending cold fighting vibes. Do not be a martyr and use some kind of cold remedy, why feel terrible when you don't need to?
I slept well but I'm still tired. Jogged for 35 minutes and did some toning moves this a.m. I've just purchased "Aussie Dual Personality." It's a texturising and conditioning spray, I'm hoping that it can hold in my kinks :)
B and I are off to Lancashire today. We'll have a walk up the pier at Blackpool, then some lunch then we'll head off to our cousins for the rest of the day. I love to visit them and don't get there often enough.
It's my God-Daughter's 30th birthday today. I was clearly only knee high to the font when I pledged my God-Motherly vows. She is a bright, confident and humorous woman who I'm very proud of. She'll be just fine, not that I'm taking any credit for how she turned out, (she may have a little of her God Mother's sense of humour though,) but my work here is done. We spoke at the weekend, I've sent a text this morning and we'll meet for brunch on Saturday.
It's time to move.
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