Still no chair and no table and one fall.

I want this, really really want this.  The colour is just right and diamonds set in platinum.

Now for the grouching.  Bloody Google wouldn't let me have my photos for the blog unless I signed in.  What is going on with all this rubbish of changing passwords, signing in for everything and half my photos in a cloud somewhere.  Blogger used to be so easy and no, I refuse to go any higher than 8.1, in fact I'd go back to Explorer if I could. At least I have not bothered you with advertising which is  why I never have anything to say on Facebook.

I'm uncomfortable in this stupid chair.  After spending nearly 6 weeks with a walking stick and more pain killers than Liz Taylor, I finally could walk without hurting on that left hip only to pick up the phone for the bathroom and a long shower and fall over. Guess which side I fell on, no don't bother, the left hip but it didn't hurt.  It didn't hurt when the ambos came, didn't hurt walking or sitting in my chair.  I felt like dancing with scummo and talking in tongues at the miracle.  They wanted to take me to hospital and I said absolutely not, my sister is a nurse and she'll come if I need anything.  This was Thursday and I finally rang her on Saturday to find out she was home in Queensland. She'd left on Thursday without a goodbye.  Well she'd been here a week, spent two hours with me, bought lunch and left.

I am a family of one and a half or two if you count the size of the cat.  I haven't left the house nearly all winter even for the letter box.  I'll be okay when sunshine and spring really decides to stay, not this coming and going and warming and freezing.  I'm used to anxiety but this year it's ramped up to anxiety on steroids.  There have been days when I haven't moved from my chair in front of the fire.  This week has been big, two huge bags went off to the op-shop, taken by a friend over from Tasmania. And the nephew still hasn't turned up to do the chair and the table but someone from Tassie did help out.
Best of all she turned up with hot fish and chips for lunch. 

And friends, I have found most of your last year's Christmas presents.  I'll be sending them as early for this year. Chair has started to grow teeth and pain is following. The only thing that is giving me reason for life is seeing the Big Orange get impeached.  I would like to go back in time and give the LNP free tickets on the Titanic but the ocean is in enough trouble without throwing that toxic muck into it.  Must go now, this old drug addict is needing Panamax.  Mmm, mustn't forget to put Kerrie Ann Kennerly on the Titanic as well after her genius comment about using protesters as speed humps. I hope her face job cracks.