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Friday 28th June

Busy day today.

I drop the husband off at the train station as he is off on a boys weekend and head over to Essex, first stop the doctors.

I have high blood pressure so have to go back in a couple of weeks to have it checked again and also have to go for (more) blood tests. My Doctor has said that if nothing comes back this time, he’ll refer me to a specialist. I come out feeling mixed emotions, I’m so fed up with not feeling right but obviously I am also worried about it and want to get to the bottom of it.

Luckily, I am then off for a facial at Ora Holistic, so bloody good! All my stresses of the week just disappear. We sit and have a chat after and her dog seb is loving the smell of the oils.

Next I head off to get my hair done and catch up with buster the dog who seems most put out that I have dared to be around another dog.

I finish up there around 3:15 and head back to pick up my best friends little boy to take him to her sisters, Waze is telling me that I’ll get there for 4pm, perfect, that gives me plenty of time to get back in time to pick my friend up from the station at 6pm so she can come to mine for a catch up.

No bloody air con in my car so I’m bombing along with both front windows open, it’s so hot! I get on the motorway. Fuck. This traffic was not mentioned! The arrival time starts going up. DAMMIT. I’ve added a bit of time, but i’ll make that up on the M25.

I’m right it’s nice and clear on here. Hang on, time added to my journey whhhyyyyy???? Dartford Bridge that’s why! My arrival time is now 17:30 hmm that gives me 30 minutes to do a 60 minute round trip (and that’s in good traffic) I shout at all the other drivers, what is the hold up here?????

I finally get to the bridge and the traffic starts to clear and to my relief the arrival time changes to 5pm, I may very well do this! I pick up little man and we chat about his sports day, he talks almost as much as his mum!

I pull up outside the house, little man tells me that’s not his aunts house. I check the address and drive around for a bit and get lost, I eventually ring her sister and discover she’s given me the wrong address, only she could get her own sisters address wrong!

I am then on my way back, my friend and I get to the station at the same time, we arm ourselves with wine and settle down for a catch up



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