Totally forgot that P was away this week. Sat ready & waiting till 10.15 then realised :roll:

Got taxi to gym and did Pilates. Bloody embarrassing as when I changed position I let out an 'oww' when the acid reflux decided to swish over a sore spot. Peptac doesn't work very well at all.

Did ok with the exercises, well I thought I did. Trainer apologised profusely for being off last week. No need - she was ill!

I coulda got a lift back, some offered. But I had to get socks for Mini, in town. I think he only had about 3 pairs left. Him & ex wear the same kind, I think his mrs put them all in ex's drawer :roll:

Told Mini to bring all his washing home, cos I can't keep replacing things.

Bought socks and came home. Now my back is going into spasm and I'm worried.

Gawd, I sound so down. Back pain makes life frustrating. I'm ok really. Tired. I feel like I'm throwing money into a big black hole. All will be well.

This weekend I get CSA payment so will be able to paint what will be Mini's new room :D

Think I'll toddle off and gub some Valium now before I end up like a plank of wood :DD

Just whinging, no need for sympathy ... I have enough of that for all of us :)) :P