There is nothing in this post except for whinging
Here are a few reasons I feel like a frazzled, elderly whale today.
First, I woke up at 4 am and couldn’t sleep again until about 6.30 so when my alarm went off at 6.45 I was well and truly comatosed.
Woke up at 7.30 (late).
Had to take Tiggy for a walk and got back home with not enough time to wash my hair which desperately needs a trim and looks the opposite of chic.
Found an outfit to squeeze myself into for a cocktail event I’m going to tonight. I was slim when I was invited and now, not so much, so finding something that could accommodate a human the size of a house was a challenge.
Put Tiggy outside and ran for the (late) ferry.
Saw that the Ferry had already arrived and couldn’t put myself through the humiliation of running down the treacherous stairs in front of staring commuters.
Waited for next Ferry. (30 minutes)
7 minutes before ferry arrived, realised I’d left my heels on the bed and had to run up the stairs (note: elderly whales are no athletes) to retrieve them to avoid wearing my dog-chewed flats to the event tonight.
Got the late ferry in the nick of time – just as I realised the strap on my evening bag had broken.