Iola's Idiocy

Today I have great plans - the joy of not quite eating enough to maintain current lard levels is that you wake up quite early and can't go back to sleep, it takes a while to realise that half a glass of water isn't going to do the trick and you get up. Then before 10 you manage to watch another episode of angel, cook some soup, eat breakfast, put the stuff in the shed that you've meant to do for weeks, tidy the kitchen, and just switch on the computer to find an Alexander technique practitioner before... Oh dear, I got hijacked by the tidy my inbox, follow the links check this site out monster and it's 11.15... and I haven't started looking for an Alexander technique person yet! Glad to see Brit blog is growing but perhaps shouldn't have spent so long exploring! Best put a link on here hadn't I! Costco calls, as does the gym. Just noticed my strange tummy is getting stranger - I know zone burning doesn't work but I so wish it would. That or the flab should carry on going to my hips instead of this new detour it's taken to sit on my belly...

However I still feel remarkably happy - I know more about chavs than I ever wanted, and I'm well pleased with the decrease in pain levels thanks to the lovely podiatrist. We don't like hurty feet. Apparently my appointment wasn't long enough for him to have been any good when I reported the outcome to my sister. But then she doesn't have a blog to whine on so just expresses her negativity by email. I'm sure she didn't mean to sound quite so mean