I really meant to do better, but I’ve loafed the day away and left myself with 23 minutes to write a post. It’s a very poor example of time management. It is also an example of my failure to learn from misadventure, as I have done this before, and always say I won’t do it again.
Tonight I also went out to have a go at photographing the moon, but it is currently cloudy and the photos were not good. This is very vexing. Julia is currently trying to get to grips with it, and though she is producing interesting photographs, they aren’t actually pictures of the moon.
It does, however, match the pattern of the rest of the day. I have had to book another ASDA collection because I can’t get one at TESCO. This not satisfactory, as you can probably guess from my previous post.
I have tried the on-line ordering system for my prescriptions, and find that it is going to take a week. This normally takes two days but there is a Bank Holiday and a weekend in between, plus two days to process it (as usual) and an extra two days for the pharmacy to do something that should take them 20 minutes. Such is “progress”.
Something else happened today, but I can’t remember what it was, and only have six minutes left.
Two of the pictures are herbs from the garden and one is a picture of pills.
I might have been going to moan about the Bank Holiday, but I can’t remember now, It hardly seems worth the effort when I’ve just had six weeks of aimless days.
Looks like I need to paint some woodwork.