All and sundries

I'm having one of those months where I never seem to have time to do anything because I'm too busy doing things that I can't remember doing. Er. That made more sense in my head, but you know what I mean? I always seem to be too busy to do stuff, but if you asked me what I'd been doing, I honestly couldn't tell you. Mostly what I seem to have been doing is sleeping, moping and trying not to pass out from pain.

~ I was supposed to go out to a church thing on Saturday, but decided my sanity was more important, so stayed home instead. I cleaned, tidied, crocheted and broke my sewing machine. *sigh* My machine is old, and has a little thing on the top to adjust the pressure of the presser foot. Something inside it has snapped, so it'll only stay all the way up instead of moving between its three settings. J is going to see if he can get it repaired, if not, I'll have to buy a replacement. There went my lovely sewing day.

~ To be fair, I did a lot of crocheting instead, although you'll have to wait until objects have reached their recipients to see pictures. Still, I'm quite pleased with how all that's going.

~ We went out for what should have been a lovely, quiet dinner on Saturday night, which turned into unfortunate food (turns out I don't like dark crab meat after all :S) with people we didn't know. I like meeting new people, but I need a bit of warning if we're having a "meet our friends" dinner instead of "have dinner with us" dinner. It was nice enough, just... I need warning.

~ Sunday turned out to be the Aston Martin Owners Club meeting at Blenheim. *drools* So many pretty cars, all in one place. They had vintage models, as well as the latest one, and the whole thing was exceedingly cool, making me wish I had a camera phone! I really must sort out getting one.

~ Sunday afternoon turned out to be less cool thanks to a blistering headache that laid me out until Monday lunchtime. I was feeling a bit woozy and cold (our flat gets no direct sunlight after 8am, so stays cold and damp all day), so thought I'd crawl out from under my blanket to make myself a coffee. When I'd stopped screaming, I decided that a paracetamol and hot bath were a much better plan. So. Much. Pain. The bath helped, but I still woke up feeling like death on Monday, so took the day to let my brain catch up with itself. Probably not unconnectedly, when I went to the chiropractor yesterday, she asked me what on earth I'd been doing to get myself in such a state. Apparently even my jaw was out of alignment, which I didn't even know was possible O.O She did painful things to my back and neck, which were so completely worth it *stretches* I can actually move my head properly now \o/

~ I'm off to Brighton for a conference next month, and have a free afternoon on 9th June. Anyone in the area feel like a coffee? Failing that, does anyone have any recommendations? I've already cased the location of the yarn and sewing shops...

As you can probably tell, my life is one long round of excitement right now - work, crochet and washing up seem to be about the limits of it. I'm definitely starting to reach the "there must be more to life" point, and if I ever figure out what, I'll let you know!

How's everyone else? *peers into ether* It's been so quiet around here lately I feel like I've lost track of people. Eveyone okay? Or are you all living the high life too? ;)