Monday 19 March 2012: Bubble and squeak
I didn't have any work to do today, and as I have a five-day booking starting tomorrow and haven't slept brilliantly for the last few nights (fibro hip pain disturbing my sleep again), I thought I'd have a lie-in and didn't set my alarm.
I woke about 9.40 and made a mug of tea, which I was going to drink in the front room while I watched a bit of rubbish daytime TV. But I knew I'd end up on the sofa doing nothing for hours and hours, so I thought I'd be good and drink my tea in the office, where I was planning to sort through my disorganised genealogy paperwork. When I sat down at my desk at 10.05, I noticed an appointment card on my desk for my three-monthly blood test at 10.20, which resulted in a mad rush to get myself presentable and out of the door. I made it to the surgery just in time for my test, although I forgot to take my results book in the panic.
When I got home, my mug of tea was still warm and I drank it as I checked into FB and then Twitter. Within a period of five minutes, I'd read a message and received an email telling me that two different people had passed away (a relative of a virtual friend and a client who'd become a friend), which made me very sad indeed. I spent the rest of the day in a subdued mood immersing myself in our family tree.
I'm a bit annoyed with myself that I've resorted to an emergency food blip considering I've had no work today, but an emergency food blip is all I have. It's tonight's tea: bubble and squeak, made with the leftover vegetables from yesterday's roast dinner, which we ate with leftover beef (Ant) and Quorn roast (me).