I slept in and absolutely no exercise for me this morning. I feel like the cold is moving to my chest and I can't believe it's "peaking," for so long. The last time I had a cold, I got it, it peaked and it was gone in three days straight... not this time.
Strictly was good last night, I do a kind of narration for my wonderful "ballroom" friends, (you know we met on a ballroom dancing weekend, another happy twist of fate,) anyway, I retired J. Revel Horwood but she's been brought back due to popular demand and I can't disappoint my readership, now can I? Stand outs are two Aussie's, Jason Donovan and Holly Valance, well... three Aussie's if you count professional dancer Natalie Lowe who has a body to die for and one which I can only aspire to. Standing out for entirely different reasons are Nancy Dell'Olio who is truly atrocious and Russell Grant, the stargazer, who I have a very liberal soft spot for. He is as camp as Christmas and I'd love to go dancing with him to an Abba tribute night and dance like there was no tomorrow.
I burned a scented candle last night and couldn't smell a thing, I thought the candle was defective but I held my gorgeous Jo Malone up to my nose this morning and.... nothing, so I didn't waste so much as a spritz today, I'll save it until my olfactory senses are restored.
I'm having an incredibly lazy day today, apart from carrying in and climbing a rickety ladder to retrieve a defective light bulb, I'm doing not very much of anything today. Back to work tomorrow but I have another short week, I'm off on Friday. I think the next four days are going to be a struggle but just think... this time next week, I'll be as fit as a fiddle.
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