Arting and hurting
Today has been a bit of a washout. A wine-induced headache developed into full blown migraine. I have a new supply of Maxalt, and eventually acknowledged that it was needed and that the headache was not going to be dealt with by my liver and a cycle ride to the shop. The headache is pretty much gone but I feel weird and spaced out and dizzy.
The cycle ride to the shop would have been very pleasant if I had not been wobbling all over the road. This morning was still and calm and very sunny.
After shopping, I did some arting - working on the You Are The Truth journal. Definitely “small a” arting… but quite good fun, despite the headache. Things got better after the Maxalt and a walk in the sea with the dogs. The journal is presently in a drying phase. I’m here, with a small glass of Blonde, and getting very hungry as the faint aroma of Thai Green Curry wafts this way from the kitchen.
I learned a lot today. Some of it may be going into the travelling journal…
I’d like to do some knitting but I am not sure that I can face that shawl…
Oh, last night I bought this. It was a bit of a bargain. I didn’t buy this as well, but I wish that I had. And now I see that it is relisted. And cheaper. Argh! Should I?
EDIT: Whoops! *blush*
