Time for a touch of nostalgia, everyone. Today’s title is borrowed from this song by The Monkees. They were huge when I was young and impressionable. I used to enjoy hearing their songs and always thought Mike Nesmith was quite dishy. Oh gosh, that makes me feel old! Anyway, as I say, I borrowed part of the song title for this post.
It has been very quiet here, at Bossy Towers. Like much of the UK this week, we have had snow and low temperatures which have encouraged us to stay wrapped up warm and snug indoors – as if we needed any encouragement! The situation has suited me well during the past few days as energy levels have been low. Anything that I have managed to do has been for less than half an hour and, often only a few minutes. It’s been “do a little of this” then “a little of that”. In fact, for much of the time, I haven’t really been doing much at all. Life has certainly changed from when FPR would see me knitting, or sewing, and comment that I always seem to be doing something, always busy. I am hoping those days will return because, at the moment, I can’t even knit for more than a few rows before my oomph is oomphed out. Oh well, at least I can still knit… unless it’s something for me! That’s when the Fibro Fog kicks in, Big Style, but we’ll overlook that for the moment.
Just thought I would mention that Tinnitus is being a real pain at the moment. For the first time that I can remember, the tinnitus in my right ear actually interfered with my ability to hear. Usually I hear everything above the ever-present noise, but once or twice in the last couple of days, I have had real trouble working out if there was any external sound. Pah! Just get lost, tinnitus: I really am not interested in what you are trying to do.
It’s only a very short post, this week. My feet are getting cold and I have just spotted two microjoules of energy which I am going to grab and make full use of!