Revamp time

Well my plan of going to bed early to get up early backfired. Not that most people call going to bed at midnight early and then I have to read some of my book before lights out, so we were looking at half past midnight in the end. But it was a start. Trouble was I very nearly fell off to sleep, but just as I was on the edge of slumberland, something disturbed me and bingo... I was wide awake again. God I hate it when that happens.
Still I managed to get up nearer nine then ten, so that was a very good start to getting back into a routine. I guess I will be comatose tonight!

Had a massage this morning to try and get my shoulders back to where they are supposed to be and not up around my ears. Anne said my shouders were rock solid and bright red after the massage. They did feel better though, but they have now started to creep up again. I must try and make a proper effect to stand and sit straight otherwise I shall be even more round shouldered than normal.
I shall look like a Quasimodo in an oxygen mask if I'm not careful!

Sounds like history is repeating it's self and I'm trying to give myself a make over yet again, which is what normally happens when I've been ill. I look crap while I'm ill and then I have this nesting urge to get me and the home spruced up. Lucky for me the sales were on in Braintree when Reni and I went for lunch today.
Yay... new sheets for the bed, a new dress and two new tops and all in the sale at Townrows. Bonus, as theirs is always a genuine sale and not just bargain clothes that have been brought specially in.
The nice thing was too, was when we were having lunch in there, old Mr. Townrow himself was in there too with his family.
I thought at first when he came up to our table to ask if we were ok, that he was some lonely old aged pensioner and then I realised by looking at the faded quality of his suit, that it was the owner himself and he was actually having lunch with his wife, daughter and great grandchildren! Funny enough, I had just been telling Reni the history of Townrows and of the other family businesses that were in Braintree when I was younger, all gone now except from them.
It was really nice seeing the old boy helping out and when I questioned the staff was it him, they told me that he was over 90 and still came in most mornings to work! Made Reni and I feel a real patriotism to the store.

Before setting off to the hospital to deposit my 'hot off the press' or off the lungs sample and to have a spot of physio, Reni cut my hair to help me with my metamorphose, although tomorrow I'm sure it will be in the same old top and trousers as normal although I will try very hard to make an effort. I am going for a posh meal with Julie and Derek on Saturday, so I can wear my new dress then. I don't care even if it does snow, rain or flood, no trousers that night, I'm going to look like a lady if it kills me!
So bedtime now and another bash at getting these hours back to normal.

Lots of love Debbie x