Not wearing the socks now but things aren’t well in our house. T has hidden P’s Wii Fit and he hasn’t noticed yet. It has been a few days now and T is getting annoyed that he hasn’t noticed but when P does he won’t be too pleased either.
It’s the usual New Year, P talking about losing some weight and T nagging him to take some exercise. He promised that he would start using his Wii Fit again – he used it for a few months when he got it and then lost interest. He does that as T never ceases to remind him, he had an exercise bike once which I don’t remember but I know all about as T continues to go on and on about how P never used it.
So T is waiting to see when he’ll notice it’s gone, the longer it takes the more ammunition T has to nag him. She loves to go for a walk which is fortunate as I do too, but P’s idea of a walk is moving between the kitchen and the living room and then lying on the sofa to recover. I don’t know what is going to happen but no matter what T will get her way in the end, of that I’m sure. I don’t want to take sides but T is right, P does need to take some exercise. I would be more than happy to help and have offered on many occasions to take P out for a walk but he always finds an excuse for not going.
The worry of all this has caused my rashes to come back. We all went to the vets and I was the subject of the conversation as usual and then that unspeakable thing happened again. I dropped my guard for just a minute and I was suddenly lifted on to the table and the vet put his rubber gloves on. There was probably a gleam in his eye but as he was behind me I couldn’t see. I closed my eyes and thought of England. Not going to admit it but I have felt better since but I couldn’t sit down for a while. It has been decided that if my skin doesn’t improve - I have bald patches as well as rashes now, it’s a trip to the dermatologist. Dread to think what they will do to me.
It is very cold and snowy here at the moment which is not good when your coat is thin. T is wrapping me up in my waxed jacket but my chest still feels cold. So she is talking about making me a fleece vest to wear underneath which could be embarrassing but she means well. I have a bald patch on my neck (had a rash here that’s healed) and T has made fleece covers for my collar so when we go out it doesn’t rub my skin. They actually look rather nice even though I say it myself but I have to be careful, if T realised she will start sewing sequins on (she likes sequins) and there are limits.
So, for me and P it has not been such a good start to the year. Perhaps I should show him where the Wii Fit is, he’d never find it on his own and then he can start to prepare his defence. Today would be good as Everton knocked Liverpool out of the FA cup last night and T is an Everton supporter so she is in a good mood. I’d better find P, bet he’s asleep on the sofa.
