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We're off to see the Wizard...

This evening I drive up to Peebles to stay overnight with my brother-in-law, so that my trip to Edinburgh to see The Specialist will be less tiring in the morning.

The last few days I’ve been getting increasingly irritated and annoyed about the fact that I know nothing’s going to come of it, the whole trip will be a waste of time and I’ll come away no further forward nor with any idea how to move forward.

Of course it hasn’t happened yet, so I can’t actually know that it’s a waste of time.

Ultimately I have to conclude that this is my fear talking rather than any true sense of prophecy. If I did have any fortune telling abilities beyond random luck, I’d have capitalised on them years ago.

But that’s the problem with fears – they’re damned convincing.

I’ve begun to notice that my sleeping position at night is becoming increasingly foetal in nature. Gone are the days when I would sprawl out, taking up most of the bed.


Dr Maroon said...

I’ve begun to notice that my sleeping position at night is becoming increasingly foetal in nature. Gone are the days when I would sprawl out, taking up most of the bed.

Buy a hammock

Mary Witzl said...

I am told that my sleeping position could use a little fetalization (just made that up; I'm aware that it isn't a proper verb). Apparently I move a great deal in my sleep, but I don't believe a word of it.

See you tomorrow!

Pat said...

I have a pretty dressing table mirror I bought in Peebles. I wonder if the shop is still there. Here's hoping it is a productive trip.
We have a sleeping problem. My favourite position is spoons and I can't lie on my left side and MTL doesn't like lying on his right. So it goes.
BTW I do hope you have better weather; here it's cold very wet and miserable.

ADW said...

I wish you the best of luck.

And I LOVE HAMMOCKS!!! Go with Dr M's idea.

Eryl Shields said...

You are reminding me of that old joke about the bloke whose car breaks down in the middle of the night, miles from anywhere. He knows he needs a certain tool, let's call it a wrench, but doesn't have one on him. He looks around and see's a house up a dirt track so he starts walking toward it. On the way he starts thinking the chap in the house is not going to be pleased about being woken up in the night, he might get shirty, he might tell him to bugger off 'but I only need a loan of a wrench' he thinks. As he gets nearer to the house he becomes convinced that the chap inside will hate him for waking him in the night, he will have to argue his case, but he still might not get the wrench. He would be really pissed off if some idiot rang his doorbell in the middle of the night for want of a wrench. Eventually he gets up to the door and rings the bell; an upstairs window is opened and a man looks out and says 'yes, can I help you?' and the bloke looks up at him and says 'Keep your fucking wrench'

PS. I bet Maggie likes the new sleeping position.

Tom said...

I feel for you, man. Hoping the trip to see The Specialist will help at least a smidgen.

Unknown said...

Good luck with the wizard. My thoughts are with you.

MsAmpuTeeHee said...

and ya' know, The Wizard really only pointed out to Dorothy that she'd had it IN her all along to get herself home ;-)

MsAmpuTeeHee said...

Actually, that wasn't the Wizard! That was Glenda the Good Witch. Where the hell do you go to find HER??!!

savannah said...'s enough to make you scream

hope all goes well, sugar.

Anonymous said...

Ah, the "F"word. Fear, that is. You must have been reading an EXCELLENT blog account about fear in the past few days. ;)

No fears, and many answers--my wish for you.

Canadian Girl said...

I hope you're pleasantly surprised and this wizard does indeed have the ability to help. Wishing you all the best.

Kuin said...

I wondered where you had gone/./ of luck and safe trip.

Casdok said...

I still sprawl!

Pat said...

You seem to have been away ages!

Kim Ayres said...

Dr Maroon - I don't have anything to tie it to

Mary - it was great seeing you yesterday

Pat - I guess which side of the bed you lie on makes all the difference

ADW - no trees in the garden or the house to tie it to I'm afraid

Eryl - superb :)

Tom - thank you

Carole - thank you too

TheAmpuT - I was actually hoping to find the Wicked Witch of the West. I've heard she's expensive, but gets the job done... long as I don't mind being a monkey with wings for ever more

Savannah - thanks

Restaurant Gal - I never miss a post in that EXCELLENT BLOG, although sometimes I have to read 2 or 3 together

Canadian Girl - thank you

Kim Ayres said...

Kuin - I'm back, briefly. It's your move by the way.

Casdok - welcome to my ramblings and thanks for taking the time to join in :)

Pat - I'm home now, but have been frantically trying to get all my notes sorted out for tonight's philosophy class inbetween crawling back to bed for another nap.

Jupiter's Girl said...

Kim, you still seem to get a lot done for someone with CFS. You just do.

Eryl, that was funny. I've never heard that one before.

Your doctor prescribed a hammock. Good idea.

Kim Ayres said...

JG - I get nothing done like I used to/ should do / need to

Jupiter's Girl said...

There you go - shoulding all over yourself. Stop it. You're the only one who can think your thoughts.

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