What will be tomorrow's ouchie??

Yesterday - walking on treadmill, foot starts to hurt on the inner part of my achilles. Didn't do anything to it - just starting hurting. Finding it hard to walk.

Today - whacked my elbow right in between the boney bits on a door-knob. Whacked it so hard I thought I broke the door and found myself having a bit of a teary. No bruise yet.

I wonder what's in store for me tomorrow.
I hope that it's not too painful, but leaves me with something to show for it. Like a black-eye. The one time I had one of those, I don't recall it hurting all that much. At least people can see that you've done something. Limping around, "What happened to you?" "Oh, it just started hurting." Pathetic.

Is someone out to get me??? Nah

Stuff happens. And sometimes that stuff makes you think irrational things about the universe. The stuff that happened to me this morning is definitely quite trivial and certainly not enough to get me down - just enough to annoy me at the time.

I went to the gym, all geared up to jump on the treadmill. Well not 'jump', because that's not how you use it - although I would love to see someone try. Anyway...they are all occupied. How rude!!! That has never happened to me before in the history of attending the gym. I deliberately go during off-peak times for this very reason. I was forced to change my routine and use the cross-trainer first. Hymph!!!

I get the cardio out of the way and head downstairs to do the abs on the leg raise thingy (cos that's what you do). Some other...patron....is using the leg raise thingy (I don't know what it's bloody called). So I have to mull around doing something else that isn't in my routine for today while she finishes. Hymph!!!

I get my turn on the leg-raise thingy and then get to do my stretches without any hassles. But then, on the walk home, these ridiculous people can't navigate themselves in and out of a carpark at the top of a one-way street/alleyway that I would like to walk down. So I have to stand there and wait because I didn't fancy getting car-butted by bad drivers who would probably feel a bump if they did hit me and then say "Gee, what was that? I should drive home and check my car". I think I was standing there tapping my foot and everything.

And as I walked down the alley, I thought that if I wasn't a rational and intelligent person, I could possibly think that there was someone out there in the universe trying to get me. Instead I thought, "Stuff happens".

And then I thought - "I'm gonna put that in me blog." So I did.

I just finished knitting a jacket

I've recently been looking for something to do with some 12ply wool I had salvaged from the very first jacket/jumper I've ever knitted (it was not really wearable, way too big and stuff like that).

Well I found something and this very evening finished knitting a new jacket.



Much betterer!!!!
(Told ya I speak Stralian)