Suck it up

Last night I gave thanks for doing something I've not for a very long time...not brilliantly perhaps but pleasingly adequately for now considering the underused muscle groups required. Vacuuming! I do like to see a clean carpet...and not walk around with crud on my socks!

I give thanks after eating a small tea afterwards with minimal enthusiasm I suddenly felt very enthusiastic about eating a bowl of ice cream...and as I had some I did!

I give thanks for deciding to be gentle with sensitivities other than my sciatic nerve today and not to go to the Post Office for one more plaintive plea for a parcel I really needed to believe had been sent. But then I got notice there was a library book I'd reserved waiting so knowing there would be at least that to pick up it seemed a good way to fill in half an hour or so especially if I could get a cab to wait for me. But cabs are hard to come by on Christmas Eve and I had to book one there and then one back from somewhere else...making it seem sensible to make that the Post Office just in case, until I tried to walk the distance in between! I give thanks for my touching misplaced faith...and that I bought myself a small packet of Tunnock's wafers on the way so could comfort myself with one when I got home otherwise packetless! I've been craving the forbidden delight of chocolate log but it would be hard to be restrained with one of those on my own when it's so easy just to cut another slice... wrapped up treats are easier to ration.

I give thanks for Christine being at the library, so we could have a hug and a chat about how she'd sent me a text about seeing a kingfisher yesterday, plus a mental message that she hoped I could see it in my mind's eye... and that last night I dreamt I saw a kingfisher so she sent that thought very well! I give thanks for dropping some bits at the food bank collection point there, and a returning a book someone was waiting for, hopefully doing a bit of good in the world that way... though I forgot to drop the book off at first and had to go back so had to sit down til the pain subsided. But that meant I could look at a little book about practising mindfulness through photography that Christine recommended and which reminded me to do more of both. I gave thanks for that.

I give thanks Mr Tesco makes exceedingly good cauliflower cheese, and I had a big plateful for a late lunch, with carrots and peas and roast potatoes too. Roast potatoes aren't really allowed either but I'm determined to have at least some of my favourite things in my mouth over the next few days even if it kills me! Hmm, probably not the best way of phrasing that I guess...

I give thanks for discovering a stack of Walter Presents ready to be opened. Ah, who needs health and wealth and appreciation when there's world crime drama to watch online on Channel 4? Um...to some extent most of us I reckon, but if there's a serious lack of all of the above it's a darn fine way of forgetting for a bit! Right I'm back off to try to mend my back and let you get on with your festivities. Post early for Christmas, and all that!