Well having been in bubble and perfume free land for what seems like forever, I took the plunge and had a bath - with bubbles!! Load of them - as I hit the water they flew up in the air. I couldn't let Debs have all the fun with bubbles. I did err on the side of caution and only had the water warm and I used a very sensitive bubble bath, but it was fantastic. When we were kids my Mum always put bubbles in the bath, the three of us would be in together, sometimes it was Matey - who remembers matey? Mum would swirl the water to make more bubbles and then she would make bubble beards and if it was hair wash time as well we would have bubble bouffants, bubble ears. Then we would sneak more so we could blow bubbles. lol Puddles, well didn't it rain - I know we needed it but my water but is now full - I don't have room for another one. Oh well I always wanted a water feature, I just didn't plan on it being on the concrete outside the back door - I can't call it a patio! I usually have Wednesdays off, but have to swap my days if there is an HR meeting. So this week I had to swap, the meeting is in St Ives - no not the Cornish one! My friend and colleague said she would drive - which was a relief as I'm still feeling tired. As it was absolutely chucking it down I dressed appropriately, shirt, skirt, boots and waxed jacket. It was foul on the A14 to Cambridge but by the time we set off to St Ives it had stopped and by the time we got there the sun was shining. Outside the office there was the biggest puddle you ever saw... and I have great fun jumping up and down in it. No idea what everyone thought, didn't really care - my friend laughed. To be honest if I'd been wearing my wellies I'd have sloshed around a bit more... lol. My 13yr old nephew has my purple flowered wellies, he is in a panto as one of the dwarves and wanted to borrow them - that’s a picture I have to see. Well I have finished 4 weeks of my phased return, work have been good and I haven't been under any real pressure... but it has been hard at times. There have been days when I have got home and fallen asleep in the armchair at 5.30 on one occasion. I wouldn't mind but last week I missed half of the Nigel Slater programme, I saw the first meal then woke up when he was cooking Thurs and Fri - what’s that all about. I'm only working 6 hours a day this week and knew Monday would be busy as we were meeting managers to do a handover of casework. By Tuesday I felt I just wasn't coping at all, and I couldn't find anything. Isn't it funny how things get to you, the little red button on my phone was lit, meaning I had voicemail messages - and I couldn't for the life of me remember how to get them off. Then we have to have two e-mail accounts because we send confidential information and one has a higher security - could I get into it. Silly things but for some reason they wound me up. But then I was tired, because I had been awake half the night. Thanks to the Tamoxifen, my sleep pattern is rubbish and some nights I toss and turn, in fact it’s so bad the dog gets off and sleeps in her own bed - lol. But all in all its OK, I now have two weeks annual leave before I go back to my usual 4 day week. I now feel I can cope and that work will flex my hours if I need them too - they know and I know that the DDA means they need to make reasonable adjustments and I'm a nice reasonable person! I know I need to pace myself and I recognise the signs of doing too much, my arm lets me know. So am I off somewhere nice - am I heck...don't think there's enough in the coffers yet so will plan something in the New Year. So I'm going to do all the little jobs I've been too tired to do, plant up the pots at the front of the house and my window box; grout the bathroom tiles I've put up so I can have a shower standing up rather than crouching down - oh I haven't blogged about the bathroom have I! - I will honest. Gonna take Poppy the dog to the seaside and be a lady who lunches, do a bit of gardening. Bliss. The ironing, no sorry the ironing is not on the agenda. Oh and I have the breast clinic on Wed for a check up and the result of my mammogram or should that be mono-mammogram. Goodness I hope whoever I see warms their hands - lol Take care all Love Carol :o))) xxxx
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