I’m still recovering from yesterday. My cat was due to be operated on so I took him to the vets at 8am. I barely slept the night before.

After leaving him I then went to the art group I go to so that I could take my mind off things. I’d also arranged to get a new battery for my phone, so my friend gave me a lift after art group.

So off we went, but the shop needed to keep my phone so I came home without it after asking the shop worker to bring it to my house after 5pm. He agreed because he lived nearby.

Then to the vets, I had to walk over as I didn’t have my phone!? But the cat (who hadn’t had his operation because they had 5 emergency operations in through the day) was not ready to be collected, so I walked home slowly to wait for my phone. By then I was exhausted. The phone duly arrived, and I rang the vets who confirmed the cat was ready. I then walked there and back, very slowly with stops… He was so pleased to be home…

Then later on I had to go and chair a meeting about a drama a group I am in…

I’m consequently so tired…