Had a killer migraine last night - had to take 2 Sumatriptans, which has never been needed before. Conked out after that so Boyfriend used the opportunity to watch Match of the Day - a horrid show that shows all games of the day shortened to about 10 minutes each, which is very sensible but it doesn't take away the fact that the show is dull as s***.
Woke up this morning with a 'normal' headache i.e. you don't contemplate cutting your own head off just to get away from the pain. Boyfriend is doing an "out of hours" shift so I decided to pack a lunchbag for him. I only managed to created more mess as I dropped a pack of 4 tubs of yoghurt on the floor.
Yoghurt everywhere - on my newly washed/ironed pyjamas and woolly socks (raggsockar) also newly washed. Not to mention that it covered a good part of the floor, which was thankfully not newly washed but I need to do it today instead of tomorrow as planned. I was not best pleased. Boyfriend ran off to "brush his teeth" - to laugh, more like it.
I might go for a walk today - good weather, no migraine, pretty foliage, clear air as traffic is down to a minimum on Sundays due to people nursing their hangovers and lack of footie games to go to. I only wish I had a little dog for company...
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