I feel like a 90 year old!

Woke up this morning feeling like a 90 year old after my yoga class with a new and very firm teacher, whose mantra seems to be ‘It’s good pain’ as she pushes her foot into  my thigh.  Being a very small class she can keep a beady eye on all four of us and as we found ourselves hanging from belts secured to the barre, I imagined I would raise my head to find intrigued passers-by with their faces glued to the window of the torture class!  Although I did have to admit at the end of the session, that I have never before been able to do a full forward bend with such ease, so the stretching had worked.

Some mornings just scream at you to go and curl up with a good book and avoid the necessary work and activities of the day, especially when it starts with a full hot cup of coffee managing to empty itself across the work surface (managed to rescue my ipad in time).  However I did inadvertently discover that it is far more economical to soak up a spillage with newspaper, rather than vast quantities of kitchen paper.  It is advisable to use old paper though, not the newspaper which has just been delivered!

This was then followed by a phone call from flustered Mini Darling on a train to work, to say she had left her season ticket in her other coat.  She was convinced the Guard would not believe her, haven’t heard anything further, so she’s probably been arrested!

The rain still lashes down through the gloomy skies and soggy leaves are swirling about the garden, so I decide it is time to make some soup.   With the house filled with the aroma of carrot, coriander, cumin, paprika and a few other random ingredients, I finally get the inspiration to work through my list and make some achievements today.