Once again I'm not supposed to be sitting at a computer. I am supposed to be resting, well I'm sitting down, good and I'm not reading the news, better. Somebody has a blood pressure problem. It's just a little bit high. I'm sure the sharp pains in the head aren't related to it. Probably some other problem I haven't sussed out yet.
So because I won't take medication for something that's only stress related, it's rest and no stress. No thinking about Mother, stray cats, politics and no outing to the city on Sunday. I've had it too long for the gas bill to cause it, oh my lord, the gas bill. It bookends with the 'oh my lord, the electricity bill' and sits on a shelf made of the 'oh my lord, the house insurance'. Oops, heart rate is rising, pains in the head are making my eyes water.
So I rested, in bed, with the phone and two years of bills. I've calculated how much to direct debit each pay based on the two years of loot I've paid to fat corporations. I'm even caving in and getting a phone banking password for the times Mother has me tied up in knots and I can't get to the bank. I'm old fashioned, I pay by cash which apparently is going out of style. I like having the cash in my hand even if it's only for an hour. I refuse to grocery shop online, I'd never find the chocolate specials or the donuts on their last leg and going out for a penny.
So I'm not sitting at this computer, I'm resting, in between phone calls from Mother who wants to know if I feel better. Funny about that, I get pains in the head after she calls, maybe it's the phone.