To be honest, I wish it was not happening, at least not tomorrow.


Yesterday, I spent most of the day preparing for a meeting which I am scheduled to attend, early tomorrow morning in the city. To be honest, I wish it was not happening, at least not tomorrow. For whatever reasons, I am having difficulty doing much at all. If this constant feeling of malaise does not pass soon, I think a trip to my GP is in order. Enough whining from me LOL

I have asked Prue to come into town with me tomorrow. She can arrange to meet up with a friend for coffee while I attend the meeting, then later we can browse the shops and check out what’s happening in town.We will take the train to the city, as it is easier than finding parking, besides, I have gone right off driving into town and avoid it wherever possible. I am fine about driving anywhere else but the thought of driving around the inner city fills me with terror . I presume it is more to do with the constant changes to the roads/ freeways than me being obsessively scared. Driving is fine if I know where I am going but Melbourne roads seem to change weekly due to roadworks etc.. Yes, the train is a much better option!

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2 thoughts on “To be honest, I wish it was not happening, at least not tomorrow.

  1. I’m certain that everything will be fine at your meeting.

    It sounds like a nice plan for the day. Hope all goes well. I’m planning to go to the doctor for my headaches tomorrow.

    We should both be feeling better soon . . . or not . . .

  2. Hi Lita,
    Thanks for that. Yes, it should be nice.
    Good luck with your appointment. I can imagine you are over it well and truly.
    Hugs
    Maureen 🙂

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