(Everything I Do) I Do It for You

Not having a good morning. First off, none of my skirts, skirts which had room for me and a friend last week, would zip up. I thought I'd gone back to being all fat and puffy last night but really. No more choccie hamper for me then, whimper. So I finally found a skirt but ripped it badly tripping up the hill in my hurry (my ankle just falls apart on me these days) and then I missed the bus, choosing this day to be early instead of its usual slovenly arrival (which I would have made in good time). So I had to wait over an hour in the baking sun - yes, the sun came up, horrors - and stand up all the way, thus foiling my plans to hide the rip with my coat. And, oh yeah, now the traffic is heavy and we just crawl all the way.
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