So I wanted to tidy my desk ready for the weekend and stamp some images for the pages I was prepping so that all I have to do is write what I want when I'm ready to finish them after work. I've felt a bit "off" all day I can't quite put my finger on it but I don't feel myself, hopefully, it'll pass.
I've given Willow lots of fuss, I try to on a Friday because she is on her own so much over the weekends. She is a fusspot and never objects to cuddles. She is a long way from the scared little girl we had at the start. I'm just so happy we saved her. It was simply meant to be. Anyone who doesn't get how much we love her can just do one ( polite version) she has the life she should have had at the start, she is perhaps the best-behaved cat since Rouble all those years ago. Little love.
Last class tonight, but we got halfway through when Facebook broke again and kicked us all out of class. In the end, Dyan gave up and will film it all, then post it up afterwards. No biggie. Footnote:
I've woken up this morning feeling sick, with pains in my stomach and sweating like a priest in a playground. I've gone back to bed with peppermint tea and some paracetamol.
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