Bad spangles
The morning did not go to plan as I woke up to migraine spangles in my eye, and a bad head for the rest of the day. This is only the second time I have woken up to a migraine, but at least it means the day can only get better. Not able to look at computer screens or do much with myself this morning, other than listen to American Psycho by Bret Easton Ellis in audiobook. Fairly horrible, and the endless listing of all the brands and products the hero encounters somewhat mind-numbing. Sat working in the garden this afternoon. And a good deal better by the evening, and off for a therapeutic walk around the park with Lorraine. Beth back late after aqua aerobics with Laura.