I phoned Best Friend today as she is having some procedure/injection thingies on her back and neck tomorrow. She is nervous. I though it only polite to phone as she had come round on the way back from town last Weds. It is a long walk that hurts her. I made her tea and then The FW came in, so I decided to walk the dog part of the way to her house. That was after a 2 week gap since I last spoke when I took round the crochet hot water bottle and cover I made her and took some jelly desserts as she had the Norovirus (I didn't go in). We are chatting ok and not mentioning the long gaps. We shall see.
I have done some more housework and walked the dog in the freeeezing cold. I am very good but my legs and back hurt.
We have a court summons for non-payment (£93) of council tax. wtf. I thought he had paid it and we had not received any final demand style letter, because if we had I would have made sure it was paid. bugger.
It is The FW's 59th birthday tomorrow - i do not care but will buy a cake. Apparently my brother phoned (out of the blue - really?) and as we are not doing anything they are going to go out for a curry. Good, then I don't have to cook dinner, yaay. Me and the kids are giving him some cash to buy a new office chair. It is the least we can do lol.
I cannot see A Beautiful Life blog, it says 'permission denied' I don't know what that means or how to change it.
Sorry this is a choppy post, I have a choppy brain with lots of rubbish floating around. I have been feeling a little better but the above mentioned letter is pissing me off.
It has been five years this week since I stopped having sex with The FW. This is a long time, and I don't care. It was mostly horrid anyway. Which is sad. (Was that too much information?)