Ok so continuing on. I go get a cup of tea ( not going to do anything until I have had at least one cuppa, maybe two. (it turned out to be two ). Spoke to Sam about going to buy some decent large sofa cushions as I have wanted them for a while. It was either that or a new sofa and to be honest I am not that bothered about things like that, just comfort. The cushions will do that. Only thing is, I want them to last a while and not go all flat. So time to get ready. Off to the bathroom.
The mirror is a nightmare, well ok it is the reflection that is the nightmare. Fat and almost 60 with the latest in scary bed hair styles is just …. well frightening. The job ahead is not going to be easy.
Ok brush my teeth, admire my tram lines down my chubby cheeks caused by the mask. Splash the mirror with toothpaste, think about cleaning it. Don't.
Shower. Ok not even getting into that one. Suffice to say it tires me out as it gets me breathless and I need a cuppa ( left on the dresser by my hubby ) while I sit on the bed damp and bedraggled waiting to get my breath back. Once done I reach for the hair dryer and dry my hair. Think about putting make up on. Don't. Get dressed add various sprays and deodorant and I am ready to rock and roll.
We decide to go to The Range for cushions and to Aldi for my top up the food store fix.
Aldi comes first and we manage to buy two huge bags of top up stuff for just under £20 which is not bad all things considered.
Off to the Range (We are now on dangerous territory because of the craft section lurking on the right hand side of the store ) Ok so we walk through the doors and hubby said "lets go to the craft section because I know you want to and we are not coming back here this week ". Well if he puts it THAT way. (C' mon you cant blame me )
Ok so two sets of storage drawers, a set of pretty sequins, a precision rule and 4 packs of Fimo (had to be 4 for the savings lol ) later, and we head towards where they sell cushions. Except I get as far as kitchen stuff and need to buy a replacement large steam pan. A trolley too full to add cushions is still pushed defiantly to the 'Cushion section'. Half an hour of looking at lovely large fancy cushions and squeezing about twenty of them gets me to the point of. "They do not sell decent cushions here, I need to go elsewhere" Hubby replies " not today you don't we have frozen cod in the car boot".
So we travel home 'cushionless. as I check that even at 12.10 pm I still have deep ridges in my cheeks from my mask lol.