Day 51 - Baggy and the gang are out of sorts.

Truth be told, it's all got a bit much for Baggy and the gang today. 2015 could have gone rather better than it did. Clever Bird knows that everything is catching up with Baggy and she's feeling exhausted. It has not been an easy day and Hormonal Hannah has gone in to overdrive. It would be less hard if Calum wasn't away in his lorry. Baggy got used to having him around over Christmas. He did offer to come home today, but after all the time he's had to take off work to look after her, it seemed very unreasonable of Baggy to ask! So she told him she was "fine". She's not. She only had about five hours sleep last night. She's exhausted. Her arm is seriously painful. Yet at the same time it has no sensation in parts of it where the surgery was. How is that even possible? Her little finger is really swollen and won't bend properly. But the biggest issues are emotional ones. Sometimes in life it all gets too much. Today is one of those days.

Baggy is not liking being on her own at all. She spends most of the time on her own normally. Calum is away all week in his lorry. Baggy is by herself. But usually Grotty Groom is at the yard for at least four or five hours of the day. So not only does she spend time with her horses, she also gets to see friends at the yard. She can have a human conversation. Not so at the moment. Baggy cannot drive, because her arm isn't strong enough. So she is stuck at home.  She's spent a large part of the day talking to Calum and her sister, Debby, on the phone, but she's still on her own. Baggy got rather used to being with Debby and her niece Abigail, when she was being looked after in Kent. Now she feels the loneliness more. Baggy no longer enjoys her solitude!!!! There she has said it. The anti-social bird is missing company.

So much so in fact that she has possibly just upset the neighbours by getting Furry Mama to have a long, very loud conversation with Minty Mutt. Usually the conversation is one way. Lots of Baggy wittering. No response from the mutt. Every now and again he finds his voice. Today he did. It's a high pitched "woof" in response to every word that Furry Mama utters. As she needed conversation today she encouraged him. It was loud and raucous. It went on for a long time. He started doing play bows and it all got a bit over excited. Baggy's arm got knocked, so Furry Mama stopped. But it cheered the gang up.

Now, rightly or wrongly. Almost certainly wrongly, she's on the wine. Usually Baggy tries not to drink on her own. Actually, she wasn't drinking at all, as it's too fattening on her Slimming World path. But today she needed a glass or three of wine..........