Groundhog Day

So, I was all set for the world’s worst timed tattoo appointment!  I had plenty of water to drink and some chocolate to make sure my blood sugar levels were good.  I got all my stuff done (housework, work emails, TV catchup, watching the Groundhog Day live feed from Punxutawney – six more weeks of winter, apparently, though I’m not 100% sure how accurate these predictions are for Punxutawney, let alone the rest of the Northern Hemisphere).  I had my idea for the tattoo addition all ready in my head, and then I paced up and down for the last twenty minutes before I had to leave the house, and then I bumped into Geth on the way out to the tattoo parlour and was able to catch up about his morning at work for a minute, and then I went to the cash machine and got cash out to pay for the tattoo.

And then I went to the tattoo parlour, and my tattooist realised she’d put the wrong date on my appointment slip.  It’s actually next Tuesday.

At least I was able to start Non-Dry February a few hours earlier than planned.  New cider posts coming soon!

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