It took an age to get myself showered and dressed who would have thought a little bug could be so demanding of your energy levels, an hour later I was almost presentable, only almost. I managed to potter around the house and tidy a few things into cupboards, we have now been in the apartment since Saturday and I have spent most of that time in my bed, not a great start.
The Sofa and chairs arrived yesterday and I have them arranged until the other furniture arrives and I can really play house again. The Doctor advised plain soup or tatties, so I baked a tattie in my new oven, have you ever used and brand new oven, ewwww it stinks, which is not good when you already feel squiffy,
My Beloved's garlic sauce he had with his pizza last night got binned, every time I opened the fridge the smell hit my nose and the nausea started, so oot it went, the fridge was one thing, but the bedroom through the night from My Beloved's garlic overload was killing me, I lost count of the amount of times I poked him in the ribs and told him to roll over, euk. I had to fumigate the whole apartment this morning, due mainly to garlic, and I love the garlic, just not when I'm sick.
My table, coffee table, and TV unit arrived, two lovely, very efficient and thankfully English speaking gentlemen worked double quick to build them then show me how the extending table works, and then hang the TV unit on the wall, eeee it's lush, I was advised no sitting on the TV unit, doh...... so when they left I tidied the dust from the drilling into the walls and the sawdust that came off the table as it was turned over, they manoeuvred my lovely furniture into place, the place is certainly coming together nicely, tomorrow the garden furniture arrives, and after the heat of today I cant wait.

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I thought I did quite well to display them in my lush favourite jug |
My Beloved arrived and having spent the previous 30 mins with nausea, I decided to change company, nausea needing booting out for food, so we took ourselves up the road for some lovely soup from Giraffe, it was the only place I could think of that would give me the kind of soup I needed, broth - not the Scottish kind, the other type that has floating bits and lots of juice that I could sip on. Oh it was lush, and it was just what the doctor ordered.
We popped around to the Crowne Plaza to see Natalie, and deliver a few gifts to the different departments as a thank you for looking after us, when we walked back up the road to the apartment, I said 'this is so slow' My Beloved replied 'this is a romantic walk' my reply was 'this is torture.
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