I had big plans today. 

I was going to get up and head to the gym. Then I was going to come home and reorganise my wardrobe and bookcase, maybe add to the garage sale or donation piles. Then I was going to blog about my Mother’s Day weekend and then whip my SLR out for some practice. Plus, I noticed that my Twitter feed has vanished from my sidebar, so I wanted to fix that.

And then I got out of bed. Ugh. My lower back, near my left hip is in agony. I don’t even need to guess what caused it – my bed is a total wreck. At least four moves combined with my sister and father heaving and throwing themselves on my bed during ‘visitation’, that not only has the mattress and the springs died, the actual base is bent and cracked. I’ve been trying to live with it, since I can’t afford a new bed but I think I might just have to bite the bullet because the pain I’m in hasn’t even been dulled with Advil. Luckily, Mum got me into the physio for tomorrow morning. One thing I definitely know – no one is so much as touching my new bed and mattress -_-. I show so much respect to both my property and others’, but apparently that isn’t the case with half of my family.

So, I’ll be shouldering the plans for tomorrow, hopefully and curling up with a heat pack and a book on the iPad, I think.

Quite frankly, this totally sucks. 

Since I have a bedroom that is completely trashed, spent half an hour dealing with the appalling design of the Open Universities Australia website and their incompetent, patronising and sexist telephone monkeys (and discovered a $600+ refund on my account! Plus, got my enrollment in with 29 minutes to spare, boo yeah!) and am totally lacking in medication, I shall make this short.

My best wishes and love for all the mothers out there, no matter how sanctimonious, idiotic or ridiculous you seem to the rest of the internet slash western world. We salute you and will resume mocking you behind your back in roughly eleven minutes. 

Our dog is home! Molly was transferred from the emergency vet to her normal vet yesterday morning, and we got the go ahead to pick her up yesterday evening. She’s not 100% yet, but so, so much better than she was on Sunday. At this rate, it looks like it was one of her medications that caused all the problems, so we’ll be trying out some other medications for her over the next few weeks.

It is currently at least ten degrees colder inside than out, and I’m fighting a bad headache – I’ve been getting them for several weeks and have a doctor’s appointment on Thursday. I’m guessing either a pinched nerve in the back of my head or migraines. Right now, I just want to take some Advil, crawl into bed and have a nap, but my mother is in one of her strange moods and I’ve been given marching orders to clean and sort a heap of stuff, regardless of how I feel. 

Over the last two days, all my online shopping has turned up!

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It’s been cold today. Not quite cold enough for one of my new knit skirts and tights (plus the top that goes with those skirts hasn’t arrived yet ) It doesn’t help that inside our house is ten degrees colder than the outside. At least I have my beloved ugg boots (fyi, I had Ugg Australia Cardy Knit boots and they are worth every cent. Seriously, I have had other brand of uggs, and they were garbage compared to this pair.)

Mum and I got home this afternoon to find out that our elderly beagle, Molly, wasn’t doing so well. She was miserable looking and dazed. And then she walked into the bathroom and passed a puddle of blood. It was bad. We took her down to the emergency vet down the road, and they’re keeping her until tomorrow – pumping her full of painkiller, fluids and medication. They think one of her long-term medications (poor Molly has a lot of medical problems, sadly) has started stripping her intestines et al . But one of her blood test results has come back abnormal, so we’re still worried. I mean, she’s almost 17 years old. I just hope that by tomorrow, she’s better and ready to come home, not just be transferred to her regular vet.

Mum’s sad and worried about Molly, so we had a quiet dinner – pad thai and spicy fish, take away. It was strange without the geriatric beagle wandering around and getting stuck into corners, and to save her from three of the cats.

It seems like we have emergencies like this far too often. Poor little puppy dog. 

It seemed like spring was going to go on forever just over a week ago – I was wearing thongs and a tank top, it was sunny and lovely, and we could still have breakfast on the balcony (that sounds much fancier than it really is ). But now, my beloved pink Ugg boots are out, and have been joined by bed socks, long pj bottoms, leggings and knit skirts. I’m hoping to add a few new winter skirts and some long sleeved tops to my winter wardrobe.

It’s just gotten so cold so fast. For the first time ever, I’ve been the first one to ask Mum to light the pilot light on the heater (don’t ask me, I have no idea how the darn thing works) and I broke out the hot chocolate mix a week or so ago for the year. 

What is totally bugging me is how bad most of the winter clothing I’ve found in stores is over-priced, ugly or both. And because the seasons are opposite overseas, it’s super difficult finding things to order online. Last year, I tried layering my clothing – summer skirts and tank tops with leggings and cardigans looked okay but wasn’t quite as warm as I hoped – and last winter was rather mild. This winter is already freezing, and it is only April! (Well, practically May. Only eight more hours  ).

And with winter comes lots of not so fun things – getting up at ridiculous and icy hours for the gym (well, 7am certainly feels ridiculous to me -_-*), I start university again (two classes I am not looking forward to, honestly I’ve failed one class twice because I was so ill. The lecturer never replied to me to when I tried to contact her about my health. The other just has dreadful assignments) and the entire yard spends three months going between soggy and potential rice paddy – not to mention the rain that makes the pool overflow.

Now I think about it, winter doesn’t sound particularly fun at all. I think I might go give my bar heater a scrub and get her ready for tonight