Last night when I went to bed I was planning to be up early to do a 7.45 am cardio class. However, my body decided that a headache, aching hip and right arm were the order for the day and I reneged on the exercise. Besides, I have a 10km run tomorrow morning and have to save my energy for that.
The usual things were done today. Laundry, make the bed, read the newspaper and other regular activities. And once again I was trapped by the lure of a couple of movies on television. I love movies and one of the was the classic North by Northwest. You would think that after seeing it at least half a dozen times I would tire of it but, no, it still is a great one to watch.
Around lunchtime I had this notion that I would go and visit a local health food shop that is up at the end of our street. God knows why I bother with the old "health food shop" notion. All that happens is that I walk out of there with something inedible and overpriced. I think that when I wake up feeling shite I must get this idea that I can go down to the health food shop, buy some food, eat it and suddenly feed fabulous.
Needless to say I did walk out with four items in my shopping bag and $42 less in my wallet. One of them I needed (B12 sublingual tables) but the rest were just overpriced weird food items. Still, one has to feel as though one is trying. And, you know, I don't really mind eating the 5 sprouted rye bread that I have to keep in the fridge and cut with a wet knife. It makes me feel special, especially when I spread it with the soy cream cheese..........
Later in the afternoon K and I went to the shopping centre as I had to buy a pair of compression tights to run tomorrow. I have been meaning to buy a pair for ages and figured that a 10km run is a good enough reason to do so. Compression tights are meant to reduce the pain from lactic acid in the legs because they compress the muscle which means that blah blah blah blah and blah and then that justifies the $139.95 I spend on them. Getting them on was like pulling on a balloon but I have to say that they felt great and held me in like a pair of fancy foundation garments. If nothing else they made me look slimmer and, hey, doesn't that make all that scientific so much more believable.
I then went into the studio and tidied up. During the week I bought a reindeer hide rug on EBay. It originally comes from Finland as they farm and eat reindeer they way we do cattle.
I fiddled around with my camera and took a photo in black and white which looked nice.
I then took a photo of the old studio which has become a home for all the pushbikes we have. Well, the ones we have and don't use much. It keeps them in dry and relatively dust free. The room looks so tiny to me.
Except, tonight for the first time since November last year K is doing a music job. He stopped it all last year when things were hard for me and I was not coping with life. Since then he has really enjoyed hanging out with family and doing his own thing. Music has become a deeply personal thing for him rather than play it to make money. He sold his sousaphone, tuba and double bass and just enjoyed playing his piano at home again.
The other week he got a phone call from someone asking if he could do a piano gig. He reluctantly agreed. If he keeps saying no then one day he won't be asked again and that is not ideal. I think it is good and the timing is right. He must have been anxious about it because he had a dream the other night that he turned up for the job and he was naked. Now that would be a disaster!
My son is on the computer.
And I am blogging.
Now I shall get up and make myself a cup of tea and have one of those very healthy over priced things I bought at the health food shop. A soy icecream vegan biscuit thing. Believe me, it tastes as good as it sounds.......
Nom, nom, nom.