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May. 15th, 2026 11:44 amWednesday didn't turn out exactly as I'd planned.
Went to class for 9 and had a talk about the role of stress in terms of healthy eating, then the usual exercise session. My friend attended the Wed class for the first time in a while so we partnered up which was great as some nattering and laughing helps the circuits go fast. Nothing new or unusual that Rosie had us do, but we were doing goblet squats when she came up to us and said if we wanted to go spicy go from a goblet squat, to an overhead one-armed press with the weight, then swap hands in a clean dip movement, so I tried it and man, my coordination got up and walked out of the hall *g*
From there we were supposed to go home and get changed before going to an appointment in Sunderland, except it turns out the appointment was actually a telephone one, so no need to go into town that early. Got that done and would have been able to chill out except Kayleigh had asked if we could pick Megan up at the vets at 4:30 as she'd been in and sedated for a skin scrape and biopsy.
Now, that would be cutting things tight as we had a table booked at a restaurant next to the theatre for 5:30, but agreed thinking it shouldn't take that long to get her and take her back to Kayleigh's. And it didn't, except when I was opening the door, juggling the cat carrier, meds, and discharge instructions one of Kayleigh's other cats got out, and I spent time chasing him to get him back inside. Thankfully, Lucy and Bodhi had come home by that point so they took over the chase, and in the end we were only five minutes late, after amazingly getting a great, and very close to the theatre, parking spot.
Poor Megan though, she's got a skin condition that is focussed on her face and she's had to have steroid and antibiotic injections for years now to keep it under control. Which obviously, isn't ideal, and then to top it all, recently, those started not to work either leading her to look like this. I'm only linking and not putting the vid in my post as her face looks so bloody and sore. The vet wanted the biopsy etc to ensure a new treatment they're thinking of will help, but until then Meg has to be weaned off the steroids before starting this new treatment in three weeks. It'll be off brand, and something designed for dogs, but the vet does think it'll help. I hope so anyway as she's been through so much, she was a rescue when mam got her, then had to move to Kayleigh's when mam died, and she just deserves a chill and itch free life.
So, left there, and spent time worrying that Daniel was back inside -- they did get him back in btw, and got to the restaurant just a little late. Like the last few times we've eaten there, we were seated on the window tables which are on a high ledge with the chairs being the actual window ledge and the tables tall barrels. But, they were comfortable enough, and as always, the food was delicious, the service great -- though they did charge for a salt and pepper pizza and not salt and pepper fries meaning the bill was much higher than expected, but that was soon sorted, and the atmosphere buzzing. Mainly because, with being literally next door to the theatre, it was full of theatre goers all looking forward to the show, and what a show The Choir of Man was!
This is getting long, so cut for ( details )
Yesterday I had an appointment booked with a tech who was coming to check our TV monitor. I'm a member of a service that sees what you watch, and then you get paid for that info. It tends to pay for Christmas which is great, but the monitor hasn't been picking up for a while so he was coming to change it for a new version.
I was up and about early to make sure he could access behind the TV easily, only to get a phone call 15 minutes before he was due to say he'd called in sick. Which couldn't be helped I know, but was frustrating. Then Pauline phoned asking if we wanted to go out for tea, her treat, and I wasn't about to say no.
So that's what we did, and the food and company was good, even though we were the only people in the restaurant the whole time we were there, which felt a little strange.
Now James has just messaged saying he's had a fall at work and is having to sit with an ice pack on his knee. No sign of them sending him home yet. He says he's fine, but we'll see I guess. I wouldn't care but literally this morning we were talking about how it's been months since he's needed time off sick. Talk about jinxing the situation.
Went to class for 9 and had a talk about the role of stress in terms of healthy eating, then the usual exercise session. My friend attended the Wed class for the first time in a while so we partnered up which was great as some nattering and laughing helps the circuits go fast. Nothing new or unusual that Rosie had us do, but we were doing goblet squats when she came up to us and said if we wanted to go spicy go from a goblet squat, to an overhead one-armed press with the weight, then swap hands in a clean dip movement, so I tried it and man, my coordination got up and walked out of the hall *g*
From there we were supposed to go home and get changed before going to an appointment in Sunderland, except it turns out the appointment was actually a telephone one, so no need to go into town that early. Got that done and would have been able to chill out except Kayleigh had asked if we could pick Megan up at the vets at 4:30 as she'd been in and sedated for a skin scrape and biopsy.
Now, that would be cutting things tight as we had a table booked at a restaurant next to the theatre for 5:30, but agreed thinking it shouldn't take that long to get her and take her back to Kayleigh's. And it didn't, except when I was opening the door, juggling the cat carrier, meds, and discharge instructions one of Kayleigh's other cats got out, and I spent time chasing him to get him back inside. Thankfully, Lucy and Bodhi had come home by that point so they took over the chase, and in the end we were only five minutes late, after amazingly getting a great, and very close to the theatre, parking spot.
Poor Megan though, she's got a skin condition that is focussed on her face and she's had to have steroid and antibiotic injections for years now to keep it under control. Which obviously, isn't ideal, and then to top it all, recently, those started not to work either leading her to look like this. I'm only linking and not putting the vid in my post as her face looks so bloody and sore. The vet wanted the biopsy etc to ensure a new treatment they're thinking of will help, but until then Meg has to be weaned off the steroids before starting this new treatment in three weeks. It'll be off brand, and something designed for dogs, but the vet does think it'll help. I hope so anyway as she's been through so much, she was a rescue when mam got her, then had to move to Kayleigh's when mam died, and she just deserves a chill and itch free life.
So, left there, and spent time worrying that Daniel was back inside -- they did get him back in btw, and got to the restaurant just a little late. Like the last few times we've eaten there, we were seated on the window tables which are on a high ledge with the chairs being the actual window ledge and the tables tall barrels. But, they were comfortable enough, and as always, the food was delicious, the service great -- though they did charge for a salt and pepper pizza and not salt and pepper fries meaning the bill was much higher than expected, but that was soon sorted, and the atmosphere buzzing. Mainly because, with being literally next door to the theatre, it was full of theatre goers all looking forward to the show, and what a show The Choir of Man was!
This is getting long, so cut for ( details )
Yesterday I had an appointment booked with a tech who was coming to check our TV monitor. I'm a member of a service that sees what you watch, and then you get paid for that info. It tends to pay for Christmas which is great, but the monitor hasn't been picking up for a while so he was coming to change it for a new version.
I was up and about early to make sure he could access behind the TV easily, only to get a phone call 15 minutes before he was due to say he'd called in sick. Which couldn't be helped I know, but was frustrating. Then Pauline phoned asking if we wanted to go out for tea, her treat, and I wasn't about to say no.
So that's what we did, and the food and company was good, even though we were the only people in the restaurant the whole time we were there, which felt a little strange.
Now James has just messaged saying he's had a fall at work and is having to sit with an ice pack on his knee. No sign of them sending him home yet. He says he's fine, but we'll see I guess. I wouldn't care but literally this morning we were talking about how it's been months since he's needed time off sick. Talk about jinxing the situation.
