Why? Because it was so gloomy. I am depressed. I am ill again. Having had a nasty bout of flu as I left England on 30th April, followed by a day or so of feeling OK, I had what appeared to be tonsillitis. That cleared up, then three days ago I started having stomach cramps, diarrhoea, feeling sick, loss of appetite. I still have this bloody bug, but I am feeling better this afternoon.
I'm not one to generally wallow in self-pity but in the early hours of this morning I was feeling distinctly sorry for myself. I've more or less been alone throughout this month of sickness, and I don't like it. We all need to have someone to look after us when we feel unwell. It's not possible for me at the moment.
So you think those first three paragraphs were gloomy? You should have seen the original post! But that's where the self-pity ends.
I have been cheering myself up today with videos on Youtube. Trips down memory lane. I was reminded of something my daughter told me recently. She loves music. She has a very eclectic taste. Anything from Frank Sinatra to The Beatles, The Who, Oasis, classical music. Oh lots of stuff from way back to the present time. She told me that her music of choice for doing housework to is Fleetwood Mac. I can understand that perfectly, because I also play Fleetwood Mac when I'm doing housework.
I don't feel much like doing housework today, but I have been playing a Fleetwood Mac cd just to get me in the mood.
And on my trip around Youtube last night, I indulged in a bit of 80s Bowie.
Another perfect track to help you through housework, don't you think?