Let me start by saying that no one is ill or injured and there have been no disasters that don't have a solution but I've had a horrible day. All my personal disasters were very minor in comparison to what other people go through but since they were all avoidable they made me very cross and then I got even crosser with myself for getting so upset. A vicious self reinforcing circle.
The day began well with bright wintry sun but from there things went downhill. Last night I'd done some research on hair loss and beta blockers. I'd written down all the suspect beta blockers and the name of one that doesn't cause hair loss plus a couple of other medications that could be used. This morning I rang the surgery at 9.00 to make an appointment only to find that I should have rung at 8.30 as all the appointments had gone. That's never happened to me before. I'll make sure to phone at 8.30 tomorrow morning. The good thing is that once I stop the medication the hair will begin to return but on the sad side I feel that I may have lost up to half my hair already and to grow back to its current length might take 10 years. That has made me feel very depressed but I'm also angry with myself for being so vain about something that causes no physical pain and doesn't affect my health.
Knowing that if I went to the zoo to weed I'd spend the whole time mulling over the situation and getting more upset I decided to stay home and do some outside work.
The first of my outside jobs was to do something about the car windows. I've got really fed up with trying to see through a smeary windscreen and very foolishly decided to try a hack I'd seen on FB, that is to use shaving foam on the glass both inside and out. DO NOT DO THIS! or you will spend at least an hour trying to clean it all off. I mean, how gullible am I? In the end Peter suggested using screen wash to clean it all off. Brilliant, I thought, we've loads in the garage, except we don't any more. I ended up having to switch on the engine to squirt screen wash up onto the windscreen and use that. I got it clean enough to be able to drive safely but what a monumental waste of time that was. If I had had an ounce of sense in my head I would have tried it on one of the smaller windows first but I just had to rush in.
My other outdoor job was to complete a small project on the glass panels of the blue outside door. But when I looked at the door I saw that it was speckled all over with the white compound the builders had sprayed on the walls. They had covered all the windows and the front door with plastic dust sheets but didn't bother with the blue door I had spent so much time restoring. Some of the specks came off with a damp cloth but most had to be carefully rubbed off with the edge of my thumb nail, one speck at a time. It took all day and I still have the worst section across the bottom to do. To say I was livid with the builders is an understatement. I'll have to paint the door again too but can't do that until spring as that gloss paint took ages to dry even when it was much warmer.
Another irritant was putting the sheets in the machine only for the wind to die down so now we have them filling up the utility room which is still in need of a good sort out.
Things got a bit better towards the end of the day when I got out the glue gun and made 25 driftwood stars to put up outside.
And of course going to Pilates was the ideal way to unwind, both physically and mentally.
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