A cold grey day...matches my mood actually. Not being able to breathe properly is easier to cope with when the sun is shining...I can't do much in the way of sewing 'cos all my stuff is either in T's shed or the big barn...some of it is under the bed and I'm not about to venture there...so I've made some bunting out of scraps to hang across the ceiling of the shed...and I'm ringing Kevin again tonight to give him a reminder that he said he'd 'phone me on Thursday and didn't...
Want it done now...I hate having to wait for things to be done...always want whatever it is, instantly, if possible.
While in the dreadful Tesco's shop yesterday I bought a paperback book for a couple of euro...why are those so cheap but a bag of sugar costs fifteen cent more than in our local shop...anyway...the book is very good. What is termed a 'page turner' and as it's a real paper book with pages I can rush to the back and see what happens...no willpower you see...can't wait for the shed to be lined...and can't even read a cheap thriller without wanting to know what happens...now. I even found myself wishing the appointment with the consultant was sooner rather than later so I'd know whether she's going to recommend oxygen or not...
She's the genetic expert apparently...for this form of COPD that I have. She's rather fiercesome...not like Kathryn who is all jangly bracelets and sexy shoes and throws herself on patients beds and makes me laugh so much I have a coughing fit...the genetic woman is staid and sensible and wears tweed skirts and her hair is in dire need of good styling.
None of you appreciate opera do you? I watched Britain's Got Talent last night...a certain sign I'm below par when I'm reduced to such levels...but there was a girl on who sang the aria from Tosca...Vissi D'Art...and honest to god I thought I was going to cry over the beauty of it...she hasn't a chance in hell of winning of course...the most talented never do, which is the main reason we stopped watching the programme in the first place when it became clear that it tends to be the mediocre who win...while those who show real talent and promise fall by the wayside.
Himself was reading something out he'd found on the net...about the moon appearing to be a reddish colour tomorrow night...but I refuse to listen because anything remotely exciting happening in the sky is always lost to our view by a thick blanket of cloud...don't think we've seen the Pleiades meteor shower in August for about fifteen years.
When I first had a computer and had joined Yahoo but was still at the stage when I was terrified of the internet, I saw a news article which said that for the following week Mars would be as big as the Moon...I had a think about it and thought it was odd I've never heard of it before and finally asked a very new friend on Yahoo was this information right?
I could hear him laughing all the way from Texas but he was patient and explained clearly and in words of one syllable that those sort of stories are prevalent on the world wide web and I was not to pay any heed to it...if it had of been true I'd have missed it anyway 'cos of the thick layer of gloomy cloud on the nights in question...