It’s always kind of depressing to wake up in the dark and realise it’s Monday, and instead of rolling over and going back to sleep, you have to get out of bed into the coldness and get ready for work. This morning was particularly bad because my back has been giving me really bad trouble – I spent most of the weekend flat out with a hot water bottle to try and ease the pain. Anyway, I obviously slipped on the ice as I walked to work and made it even worse, so I rang the doctors’ surgery and got an appointment for 8pm this evening. That’s right, a GP appointment at 8pm for a non-emergency: *mindblown*
Anyway, he made a super huge deal about me being “very tall” and told me I’ve pulled a few muscles in my back. So now I get the spend the next 2 weeks high on pain meds (that, incidentally, cost me £15.30 – I miss living in Northern Ireland for the free prescriptions if nothing else!). He also told me I have acne. Wasn’t very happy about that, but maybe the cream he gave me will give me a beautifully porcelain complexion.
I got my hair cut on Saturday. It had gotten pretty raggity at the ends. The hairdresser was raving about Macadamia oil and said it helps your hair dry more quickly and stay tangle free – has anyone used it? Gotta say, I’m feeling a little insecure – the hairdresser told me my hair is fine but plentiful, and the doctor told me I’m “very tall” and have bad skin. I’m not making any more appointments until my ego has recovered. Ha.
Tomorrow I get to go to Bristol for THIRTEEN HOURS for work and sell books to theological students. Yay.
How was your Monday?