July 5th, 2020

meltman

"Super Saturday"...

Christ, it's humid. Fortunately, it's overcast and breezy, but even that doesn't help much. The air is like, solid. Filthy! That may be good in a way, though. As fewer people might want to go out and get bladdered and infected in the newly open pubs. There were big queues outside all the haircut emporiums, though, so I gave that a miss. I've endured my thin, straggly locks growing out for this long, I can bear a few more days.
Collected the laundry, changed the sheets (extremely difficult for me. Often takes about half an hour.), and struggled through about 3/4 of my usual regime. The equipment still has 'Do not Use' signs, and looks grubby, you'd think they'd have given it a good spray for the grand re-opening...I didn't get any endorphin rush; just felt creaky and knackered. With luck I'll get back to 'normal' in a week or so. It's been years since I've gone this long without my lil' routine. Even operations and broken bones haven't  stopped me for more than two  months, tops.