Just Gilly

  So the next step in my crusade of self development is manicured nails. My nails are so brittle that they constantly break and they are jagged and all different lengths. Now I'm not talking about long talons painted red, that would be totally impractical - how would I put a contact lens in my eye or pick my nose without impaling my brain? I want just nice neat pretty nails. So my plan is to get a manicure and take it from there. Talking of nails I gave myself a huge shock when I suddenly realised that I most definitely didn't want painted toe nails! In the past my toes have always been painted anything from purple to pink to blue! But now it makes me feel quite queasy. Even seeing other people's painted toes makes me feel sick. How very bizarre. I've not had a pedicure since before COVID and my feet are au naturel, I guess I'm just used to it. It's no big deal but I still think it's totally weird to go off something that has been me normal for 4 decades! Ta...

  So my next step in being the Gilly I want to be is a little bit of a cheat. For both my jobs I have a uniform top (a wee anecdote later) but just wear jeans or jeggings on my bottom half. Now this is fine but when I'm not at work I want to be smarter. I don't want to continue to wear jeans and a fleece in my time off like I have been forever! I want to wear stylish and classic clothing and not look like a ?? Slob is too strong a word but you know what I mean? I suppose I just want to be a little bit glamorous in my normal life. I have some lovely, smart and flattering dresses that I've now started to wear. I try to ensure my legs are de-hairy and they are starting to get a little colour in them (milk bottle white is not a good leg colour) and I wear sandals or flip flops which is nicer than the constant trainers on my feet. Gilly just wants to look nice. Ooh, I nearly forgot the cheat bit - in warm weather it's so easy just to pull on a dress. The test will be staying...

  My daughter and sister came for a visit. The pair of them ganged up on me (but in a nice way) and decided that I should forget about weight loss and concentrate on my fitness instead. They believe that better fitness will reduce my blood pressure, and I don't think they're wrong. So we started with walking! There's a nice walk near me that's 5 miles - though the first time I took my sister we kind of went a bit wrong and walked 7 miles instead. In the few days she was here we walked miles and miles. Next to the beach, around the lake, through the country park! However blood pressure already improving so I just need to keep it up! Libby also loved all the long walks and managed them no bother at all. Honestly, you just wouldn't know she was ill. Obviously I will aim to eat healthy in line with the exercise but I'm not on a diet. Let's just see what happens. I'm still taking cold showers and now I've added walking! I'm getting there. So cast your...

  Look how many miles my car has done. I'm interested how many of you will recognise the significance - or can work it out (answer at the bottom for those who can't). I was pretty excited to see it, surely that has to be lucky? Libby is really well at the moment. Eating her normal amount of food, and from her Kong feeder that she rejected ages ago. She's had loads of energy and been really happy and bouncy. The only bad bit is that her bottom has been bleeding a little. Not enough to really worry but obviously not great either. We're just monitoring her at the moment. Yesterday I had my head out of my daughter's (old) bedroom (don't ask) when next door came past after walking George. Libby heard and jumped onto the seat under the window, shuffled under me so she could stick herself out of the window too. I was worried she'd jump out to go see them, which might seem extreme but she has previous. She once jumped out of a first floor window on holiday, to get t...