Update - me and the Aged P.

[lexin]

After exercise you're supposed to feel buzzy and 'up'. Not so in my case, I feel as if I've been smacked over the head with something hard. A tree, possibly. Yes, I went swimming again, not that swimming once a week is going to do anything much for my fitness levels. I suppose it's better than not going at all, though.

There is no other news. Mr Smelly-Opposite has done nothing at all with his flat – not even put locks on the door.

Work continues mildly dull – we have an office move coming up in two weeks in which I move from the Ivory Tower to the Dull Grey Tower. Not looking forward to that, as it's in a part of the city I don't like, and not even the interesting part of that. Too far from the shops, basically, and another ten minutes onto my commute. So, I don't want to go, basically.

Oh, and the Aged P. rang last night, worrying because she lost a filling in a tooth, one of the few she has left, and is now too disabled to get into the dentists – they have an annoying step and no hand holds. There's not much help I can offer, as I can't make her any less disabled. I must suggest she talks to her doctor about it, they might know of a dental school she could go to – but that won't help with the travelling, which she's not very good at, either. It's a problem.

Comments

[gloria1.livejournal.com]

When*ever* I did any sort of so-called 'vigorous exercise' it would simply make me feel hot and faint and craving a bag of chips. Doing more of it just made those feelings stronger.

[lexin.livejournal.com]

I did end up after swimming (and on the way to the office) having a very large cappucino with three sugars in it.

"Shurely shome mishtake"?