But l am not Alice!
When the yesterday goes awry …
Don’t you hate it when a day of plans does that? Does what? Goes awry, of course. It’s a funny word l think ‘awry’ or awry as in awree or maybe even arye, or even ahrye, but unless you know, you probably wouldn’t instantly think of awry, which looks like it should sound like a chocolate biscuit or is that oreo over that of oreeeee. How many E’s exactly could it be?
Of course, it all depends upon your pronunciation and your accent, nationality and even perhaps dialect. No, l mean dialect and not dialek or even Dalek, like as in Who Dalek.
No, this isn’t about words. It’s just the sort of mood l am in whilst penning this post! Tomorrow’s post is about words … ish!
It’s hammering it down with rain, and my day didn’t go to plan. I wanted to turn the compost and add some scraps, and l wanted to spend time studying on my course, the latter of which l haven’t done for a couple of weeks because of being busy with worms and ill-health.
By the way, l did ring the doctor’s surgery and their advice five days after the attack, be this heart or whatever was Yes, we COULD do all the tests in the surgery, but we advise you to go to QEQM – which is my local hospital in Margate for an ECG Test. The last time l had an ECG test was years ago in Lincolnshire at home with some portable monitoring unit on me, but my ‘then’ doctors told me it was an easy test to perform in the surgery as well.
I knew from the neighbours here that the local medical centre here could perform the test, BUT BUT BUT they were turning patients away and sending them to hospital.
My doctor said he would rerun an ECG test and blood once l was done at the hospital.
I am guessing my WTF confusion came across as a deep ‘Ugh, like a grunt. the doctor quickly continued, “To be on the safer side of course, l understand the wait times at the hospitals can be long.”
“Long?? Doc, they are horrendous, try 6+ hours alone in QEQM, and as it’s a Friday to boot, it’ll be even longer. If you have the same equipment, why can’t you test me here in Sandwich?”
“Because we have to be safe. Okay, anything else?”
So after hanging up the phone, l decided to make a decision based on logic
1] Five days after the whatever’ attack from hell’ did l believe me to be dead or even dying …?
2] Was l prepared to attend the A&E department of the QEQM Hospital in Margate and wait for anywhere between 6 – 9 hours from arrival to discharge?
3] Did l wish to be masked up and surrounded by sick people during a pandemic whilst waiting hours and potentially hours in one of the busiest A&E departments in South East Kent for someone to tell me l had a case of serious digestion five days ago?
The answers were quick and furious ..no, no and NO!!
I have told Suze that if l suddenly drop dead, l was wrong, and l will eat my hat! But if l am dead, l may be some time!
So far this week, l am feeling fine, or rather l should say l am feeling the way l would usually feel, which isn’t frigging fabulous BUT is better than deader than a dodo!
But my day, or rather my yesterday as in Monday, because erm, today is Tuesday, didn’t go as planned l didn’t end up doing the compost heap, nor did l get the time to study or even mix up the new birdseed mix or even getting into the business blog. Nope, l had to do all kinds of other adulting stuff like sorting the house out and tidying up and sorting the place out and listing products for sale and sorting the house out. Yeah, you get the gist, wash, rinse and repeato! Of course, l had to write this post which l did because l am doing it now! Welcome back to the surreality aspect of next day publishing!
Primarily l was working in the LivenDen [the loungeroom], and that was undergoing yet again another major declutter – if it wasn’t ‘materially things’, then it was things such as materials – like paper. It was a significant paper declutter! As Clint said in Heartbreak Ridge, “It’s a clutter defluff!” Okay, some creative license has been added to that and more so if you happen to know the actual quote!
There are many reasons for a sort out, but one of the other reasons is l have finally decided to get a dog next year.
I had to sort out all the magazines and bits still for sale, like wooden hangers, a mini exerciser, a Robovac, and a severe paper shredding adventure that will thrill the worms as the paper serves as their bedding. Also, l was working on the materials that l intend to start a new business project with, which l briefly discussed the other week, and that was set down to publish some content and create some books as a trial experiment.
I still have other pieces to list for sales, like the bookshelf and the Gym Master and the mobile whiteboard. I need to try and free up some space in the house, especially this room, as l would like to close the door, which l can’t do during the winter months, to keep the heat in the room. Yet every time l manage to free something up the moment l turn around, and there is something else needing to go?
I have to free up the bookcase, so l can list it for sale which means l have to find somewhere for the contents in the bookcase to actually go! But first l have to address the question of ‘Are the contents actually needed?’
Plus l am now also starting to sort out a couple of boxes to do with my father … l thought l did all of that a couple of years back, but as said, if you turn around, the moment you turn back, something else is there?
Alice would of course say “Curiouser and curiouser!”
But l am not Alice!
|… well finally after hours of huffing and puffing and tooing and froing and both of us grunting and heaving in the end – it’s starting to shape up! Plus the door now shuts!|