It's been a boring couple of years, and there appears little excitement on the horizon for me. I have not been getting out, and if I try to get out now I am unsure of busses or trains at the moment. One or other will be on strike, and this corrupt government under another gooseberry will not be able or willing to do anything about this. Not as long as they are coining it in.
On top of that inactivity has made me less inclined to activity, my knees tremble easily and therefore I rarely venture far. This does not do me any good but that is how it is at the moment.
This sums it up.
My head wants to see other things, find strange places, take bad photos, invigorate the brain and stimulate the intellect (don't laugh). But the bulk of my body wants to sit here watching Scottish football, eat, and sit some more. The knees like the rest but I know they need exercise. We argue about this often.
Anyway, tomorrow, Saturday, I must trot up to a shop, one I consider the biggest chancers in town, to collect a couple of books UPS have left there. Or at least that is what I am told has happened. These were bought via Waterstones at beginning of December, it took me a while to work out they were not coming, apparently had been attempted delivery, but no card left, no idea what happened. When I contacted them I was told they had been left in a safe place. What place? No idea. Today I have the paper telling me where they are (HA!) and tomorrow I find they are not there.
Ah well, some excitement I suppose.
3 comments:
You have my entire sympathy....I find going out very tiring, the knees complain and the edge is taken off any pleasure gained.
However, if we - and, more importantly, the dogs - are not to starve, go out I must and have just returned from San Jose laden with comestibles which need putting away, cooking, freezing...whle my knees demand a sit down in a quiet place. Knees lose.
Phew I would get on to Waterstones about it. that's not good enough!
Fly, Three times I climbed the stair this morning! I wish I could help you, but the dogs might mistake me for a spare bone...
Fly, Indeed! But the Xmas rush and driver not letting me know what to do does not help. Got them now.
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