Not feeling it.
I woke up not thinking about much at all today. Hardly surprising, as for the past week or so, I am just ‘not feeling it’.
Perhaps it is the unseasonably dull and damp weather? Central heating still on in the last week of May. Lawn grass a foot high, but too wet to mow. Joints aching in the cold and damp. Hips feeling like they have come unscrewed, Voltarol gel on my finger joints to get them moving.
But I am definitely not feeling it.
Little or no interest in writing.
Little or no interest in watching TV or films.
Still zero interest in reading books.
Even my blog has had to trickle along with reblogs of old posts from 2013.
I try to stay perky for Ollie, but walking around holding an umbrella in high winds and driving rain is becoming really boring. The shorts have gone back into the wardrobe, and the rubber boots and heavy coat are in service again.
On the bright side, I haven’t had any mosquito bites.
Hoping to ‘feel it’ again soon, but not holding my breath.