life

just a little diary thing...
so ... this week, i returned to pole dancing, in agony but it happens when your body gets used to not exercising daily and going to classes at least once a week. I've missed it so much and i hope i can be going regularly like i used to.
i have a list of things i want to do and I'm thinking about putting it on here so that in another little while i can look back and see how much I've scored off.

I've got back on top of all the laundry...of which there was a mountain, and yesterday, although i fell asleep a lot during the day (TMI warning, because of something i have happening medically just now I'm getting really heavy periods which at making me very sleepy), i managed to sweep, mop, clean work surfaces, do ... about 7 loads of washing ...and drying and fill a set of drying screens too, made dinner, done some dishes, started cleaning up and cleaning out stuff in my daughters room and in my room.

today's plan;
well i slept late, had phone call from my Mum to say my Grandad is being moved to a different hospital, closer to where they live but further away from me for rehabilitation as he's getting a bit better, so I've not to go visiting today, then got my Daughter dressed and packed up and ready, her Dad come and got her for the day, put more washing in the dryer, took the dry clothes from the screens and added them to the mountain of "clean laundry to be put away", and hung more wet stuff up.  had a coffee while on the move, scraped the remnants of tobacco out of the bottom of the pouch and had a little smoke.

my phone hasn't stopped with calls and texts since i opened my eyes, and I'm going out "ghost hunting" tonight, not that i need to "hunt" because I'm a sensitive anyway. (this is another post). i also promised a friend that I'd drop in to see him for a little while later.

so right now I'm sitting in my faded old adidas track suit bottoms that kinda look like yoga pants but not as tight, a black vest top, and my old shape ups sneakers, hair scraped back in an Alice band, and bare faced, sneezing like I've snorted a jar of pepper (hay-fever), still sore and covered in what i like to call "pole burn" which is big ass bruises from sliding down the pole when your skin decides it's gunna stay on the pole.

i plan for the next few hours to be on social media, watch some YouTube videos, maybe do some editing to catch up with my backlog, do some more laundry drying, some more dishes, have a little something to eat, get a shower, get dressed, do my make up, visit my friend John, then be home in time for my daughter coming home, get her bathed, ready for bed, read her more of her collection of "how my body works" books (she wants to be a nurse) till she falls asleep and then out with the jokingly named "Bureau of Paranormal Research and Defense".

I'll come back here later, until then i hope you all have a good and productive day.
laters
Boils and Ghouls
xxx