Delivery service

Yesterday I came home feeling rather awful. As it turns out it was nothing too serious. Just a case of hot hot weather, allergies and twisty bowels. So when I got home I was on the couch and SO very concerned. I ate very little of the wonderful meal SO had prepared. Really it is just one of those things.

I spent most of the evening either on the toilet, on the phone with N, or feeling sorry for myself cuddled up with SO. We went to bed early and I slept like it was going out of style. As you can imagine I was a little groggy the next day though I felt much better though slightly famished.

When at work I received a phonecall from SO. “Where are you?” “Well at work why?” “Well you forgot your lunch”. Something dawned on me and I looked out of my window to see SO in the car in the parking area. So I walked out and was ever so grateful for my lunch. As it turns out he was still very concerned that my tummy was upset and deemed it too important that I ate right so he diverted his trip (My work is literally in the opposite direction to his) to bring me my stuff.

As I walked back in our receptionist gave me a puzzled look; I told her: “He drove the wrong way to bring me my lunch, isn’t he lovely? I am keeping him”. Receptionist laughed and said “I agree, he sounds like a keeper.”

Oh and for the record, the tummy and bowels are behaving themselves again. I even made it to yoga

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About Gilraen

My blog is simply about my life. I moved countries for the first time in 1993. I lived in the Netherlands, UK and NZ. The initial idea was to keep my overseas friends up-to-date with what was going on in my life. The blog, like me, is always changing and evolving.
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