I have a notoriously bad memory and live on reminder notes and lists. My friends on Twitter tell me that this is National Writing Day so I should try to hang onto that fact.
So – number One, while keeping up with my nursing and caring duties I must leave reminders all over the shop so I don’t forget!
Waddling from the main bedroom downstairs across to the bathroom to empty his pee-bottle I was tempted to dip in a finger and leave NWD on the mirror but even I am not that bad. However I did notice that the mirrors were filthy and made a mental note to clean them, old- style with vinegar, newspaper and a soft cloth.
While giving my patient his subcutaneous injection in the tummy I was tempted to leave tiny bruises in the shape of the word RITE but then realised that with any luck I wouldn’t have to look at his abdomen again for the rest of the day. Damn! Another good idea ruined.
Two more spills during the day tempted me to graffiti my way out of my problem but one was from the porta-potti and the rest a somewhat Dali-esque creation on the cooker with spaghetti sauce.
Technology, as it always will, came up trumps …………. I wrote the title on my blog and gathered silly and rather mucky ideas as I went about my day’s labours.
Someone up there loves me, however because in our local garage where I am popular because I bake them cakes. there is a five-year old Pug 308 within my price range to replace my adored Myfanwe who died on the way home from Spain last time. Poor “My Van Oui ”
So that was my writing day – not much different from any other except I didn’t get to play with my chainsaw.