Another spring...
Oh the joys of a warmer than usual March afternoon. I doubt you can hear the sarcasm in my voice just now, but these days which start with an Arctic freeze and end with a Tropical sunset completely screw me over in the clothing department. Years of experience have taught me that layering is the way forward. Go out dressed like an onion, and as the temperature rises, the layers come off one by one.
These days always catch me out, and today has been no different. Forgot my coat this morning, so shivered from the car to the front door of Binland. Thawed out and warmed up, I left at 2.00 and came home to get the dogs. As usual, I got side tracked with something nonsensical on the internet, and didn't get out with the dogs till 3.30. Stepping outside the front door in my work shirt and jeans, I managed seven paces before backtracking to the house and getting my coat. It's all very confusing, no matter how many March days I live through.
You'll be relieved to hear that the husband is once again fighting fit and ready for anything. Mind you, that's assuming that 'anything' involves the sofa, comfort food, and loads of sleep. This is good because I have a feeling that I'm not going to be the easiest of people to live with for the next few weeks.
It's astonishing what food is made of. I know that sounds a bit obvious, but I have never once checked a label out to see what I'm eating. Last night I made the biggest effort possible and turned down my homemade cauliflower cheese. Between you and me, I think the husband's rather enjoying this as he managed to eat my share as well.
One of the side effects of sticking to this food intolerance diet is weight loss.
I think it's safe to say that the husband won't be wasting away...
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