I overdid it. I do it whenever I feel a little better, and yesterday I felt a little better. So when my friend who has been giving me a lift home from work asked if I minded nipping to Sainsbury’s with her I said no. I even decided to walk around with her, leaning on the trolly for support. But, I did too much and this morning I hit the wall.
I arrived at work and I was close to tears. They all noticed. At 12 Mr H came to pick me up and brought me home. Morphine taken I tried to look into a fix for the one thing on my blog that is bugging me, a way to fill the empty space under the posts themselves because the side menu is so long.
I can’t seem to find a solution and I really don’t want to change my theme because I like it. It is also possible that I can’t concentrate because you know, I hit the wall.
At least today is Friday. I have 2 days to rest. But that means I am unlikely to get a good fucking because Mr H will insist I rest. And. I want a damn good fucking.
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