Real shopping v Internet shopping... Mmmm?

Went from being hot to cold and ack to hot most of last evening and until I finally dropped off to sleep. I guess it was down to some sort of virus or something equally horrid. Found since the clocks have gone back that I have turned into this hibernating bear. I'd love to say bunny, but I feel with my grumpy moods of just late, a bear is far more in keeping with me! Anyway come about 4pm, I get quite dozy and have to fight the urge to fall asleep.

Did a catch up day on little tasks around the house and a bit of window shopping ready for when I get my pension and lump sum. Not that it will be a lot mind you, but enough to buy some much needed updates around the bungalow.
1. a fridge freezer, as Ruth has suggested that it's a good idea for those who live alone to have a store of ready meals and I can't keep relying on the goodwill of my friends and family especially as I get weaker.
2. a new mattress, as springs were beginning to poke in my back until Oliver kindly gave me their memory foam topper. I'd love to say my mattress was killed in action, but that would be stretching the truth some what!
3. a food processor, but I think Jean has that for an idea as a leaving present from work.
4. a new kettle
5. new bedroom curtains as mine are cast offs from my mother.

But who knows I might have the 60min make over team come to play in my bungalow, but knowing my luck it would be the dark haired woman who is even too abstract even for me and I would cry when I walked in! Never have been able to hide my feelings. So if anyone has an inkling to do this, French country chic in blue and white in my bedroom, Turkish charm in my hallway, retro in my kitchen and comfy and calm in my living room, in fact calm everywhere! No zebra stripes to be seen ok! And remember I cry at the drop of a hat just lately, so maybe not a wise move to have them round after all.

The man in the bed shop epitomized everything I hate about salesmen and that is you look at a reasonable mattress and they show you one for over £1,000 and when you say that they are having a laugh, they lose interest in you. No wonder so much is brought over the Internet, at least you don't have to deal with contemptible salesmen like him.
The tasks around the house were equally arduous, as I was on my hands and knees washing the kitchen floor while wearing my oxygen... something wrong with that picture really. But it has to be done and the leaning over, shaking backwards and forwards did dislodge some hard to move nasties in my lungs, so every cloud has a silver lining!
I do have a horrible taste in my mouth and sensation come smell in my nose at the moment, not sure what that is all about, will check with physio this week, guess all part of this mystery weekend virus?

Lots of love Debbie x