No, my little yellow car is doing great.
My energy balloon is leaking.
I have been dragging my sorry butt around.
First I put it down to the aftermath of the flu.
Then I thought it might be the trip to East London.
Then I blamed the pond scum pills.
NOW…I think I have the answer.
Apparently, the pollen levels are at an all time high.
Apparently, this can make you feel lethargic.
Apparently, this can make you feel ill.
Maybe it is a bit of all of the above.
Maybe I am just getting old.
In desperation, I went off yesterday and bought some really powerful Vitamin B complex tablets.
Can’t say I am bounding around.
However, my urine now matches my car.
Thought you would like to know that.
On our walk last evening we came across the above.
The rocks were ALIVE with the things.
Millions of them.
I believe they are sea lice.
They look like cockroaches.
I have so many comments to answer.
I am a bad granny.
I promise I am not ignoring you.
I promise I will catch up on all your comments this weekend.
And your posts.
In other news.
I submitted my tax return via e-filing yesterday afternoon.
This morning I received the assessment.
I have to pay them R7000.
Insert a crying Granny here.
Amazing how fast they can be when they want your money.
But they can’t approve a visa for the Dalai Lama.
Someone has stolen my phone book.
My cat has gone AWOL.
My elastic waisted pants are starting to feel snug.
My house is a mess.
My hair is a mess.
My nails are a mess.
Tomatoes were R25-00 a kg at Pick And Pay,yesterday.
I didn’t buy any.
Nope…the end of my news.
When everything’s coming your way,
you’re in the wrong lane.