Good Morning, it's Saturday 26th, and I've been in a minor state of panic since I woke around 5ish and I can promise you that it will escalate as the day progresses. The Dinner Dance that I've organised for the girls and a few hubby's, is tonight and I so want it to be okay, I've just got this nagging feeling that something won't be right and it's not just because I've organised it.
The dress that I'm wearing, well, I'm not sure it looks good. B is doing the head for me, heaven knows what it'll turn out like but still better than trying to do it myself. Need to get all jobs done today as not sure how delicate I'll be tomorrow. Also need to start sorting stuff for NYC, M phoned this morning, (at 8.15am... you are the only one allowed to phone me that early, either someone is dying, or you live in NZ... not dimensions of a suitcase,) to check the dimensions of my suitcase, to make sure it would fit in the boot to the airport.
I took B to a psychic night on Tuesday like the one S and I sent to a couple of weeks ago. I had a voucher after the last night, for a half price reading and so couldn't resist. I saw someone called Bernard, I overheard him at the last one, he sounded good then but he was freakishly good. Not too much about the future, in fact nothing further than Easter next year but he knew me and one other person in my life like.... well, like he could tap into our brains. Scary.
Bernard is quite a burly man. He wears unremarkable clothes, he accidentally spits on you quite a bit, and he sweats profusely. He was really quite insulting, but did it all with a smile on his face and regardless of the insults and the spit etc... I couldn't help but like him.
So here goes... here is some of what he told me about me... not fair to publish what he said about other person so I'll mail you;
My OCD is getting worse, (it is...) I need to go back and check things 10 times, (I do.) I need to go and buy a memo board for the kitchen, write things on there and wipe them off when done. Soooo much going on in my head, probably talk in sleep and dream a lot whether I remember it or not.
I need to learn to relax.
I attract people with problems.
Do I eat lunch? I need some time during the day to give my brain a rest.
Need to have at least one balanced meal a day.
I've been here before.
Judging by my hands... I've been here around 300 years.... no, wait, judging by the stress lines on my stress lines... I've been here around 400 years!
I have healing hands, (I've been told that a few times before.)
I have a soothing voice, do I sing? Erm... no.
This job is not for me, for now... keep head down and remember it's just paying the bills.
By Easter, I'll have a new job, maybe the choice of two.
No one around me tells me the truth, (I know you do... thank goodness.)
Oh and the jewel in the crown... if I can find someone to put up with me...........I should hold on to them... bite me.
As I mailed you yesterday, I am being stupendously fabulous with the healthy eating. I confess that it does take effort, and I'm not exactly aglow with health but I think it's just that time of year and tiredness.
I'm actually, currently having three meals a day, and all are good, nutritious and totally healthy, absolutely no rubbish. I've totally fallen in love with white fish, poached, then drizzled with a little olive oil to finish then covered with fresh lemon juice, absolutely scrummy, with tons of veggies, as usual.
I've scrubbed, buffed, polished and sloughed the body from head to toe, in readiness for tonight. The legs are so pale they could repel sunlight but you know what? If people don't like the look of them... they shouldn't be looking should they? I'm honestly past caring. They are both fuzz, and bruise free, so that will have to suffice.
Sally Brompton in the New York Post predicts today;
You need to take a longer-term view of your well being, especially if you are one of those Leos who tends to push themselves way past their natural limits. No matter how robust your health may be you are not indestructible.
Yeah well, I have a lot on just now ;) x
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