Re: Too many directions
Well, panic hit this afternoon. I'd dealt with the workmen who were here around three hours to fit a new fuse box. Then went down to QD for bird food, floor cleaner etc. Got home and my Dad phones about a cheque for his carer that needs signing. Also his garden waste bin needed chasing up. Then he needs taking for his second jab on Saturday.
Our black lab was bugging me for a walk. Son called to pick up a bed. Mrs F talking about a holiday this year, all the talk of opening up society, me arranging a dentist appt. How on Earth haven't I panicked before now??
I managed to take our black lab though, so that's a plus. I've had almost non-stop DP/DR in recent weeks, so had this clever idea of loading more commitment on to myself to distract myself from it. I don't think its worked and its now looking a really dumb idea.
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