Yesterday I ventured out for the first time since Monday. Just to the local shop to get supplies and also some ingredients I needed for the dessert I was going to make to take to Susan's today for the BritBee plus friends get together at her house. I walked around the supermarket like an extra from The Walking Dead. To be fair I probably fitted right in with some of the customers...I came home and felt completely wrecked. I knew unless there was some kind of miracle I would not be making the dessert let alone going to Susan's. Confirmed later in the afternoon when I became very wobbly and faint.
Ignore the green grapes and the marshmallows should really be the big kind but I forgot them.
And there are some other non key ingredients missing too.
I had been trying not to get my hopes up when the invitation was first sent as transportation was going to be an issue. But in the last few weeks I'd been looking forward to meeting Susan and the others. None of whom I'd met before, apart from Katy.
I have felt absolutely gutted to be so close to going and not actually make it. Even when I've had the energy to be online I've not felt like blogging.
I am also going to be behind in making the HipBee block for Catherine and probably won't get the table runner finished for the swap in time either. I've never been behind before, but really, if I try sewing right now it's going to go horrendously wrong.
So I've had my own little Pity Party of one. (without even dessert). A couple of nice things did happen in the week but they deserve a more positive post so I'm going to save them until next time. When the pity party should be well and truly over.