My back took a bit of a beating yesterday.
I woke up stiff to start with, though I was comfortable enough in bed, and had a lovely hot water bottle asleep alongside me, all four feet at full stretch.
I seemed to loosen up a bit later walking the dog, even if it was a bit chilly and damp, so after breakfast we decided to take the car and go shopping in town.
We don’t normally go to a supermarket for just one thing, but as it turned out that was all we got as the price of the other three things on our list were ridiculous! Still, Maggie has her dog food for the next couple of months as it was on special offer.
Approaching the till, I got whacked in the back by a shopping trolley.
‘Sorry! Didn’t see you!’ said the harassed mother of 2 (poor love, half term so she had the kids in tow and they were playing her up).
As we were just about to put our purchase on the conveyor belt, I got another thump, this time from a guy’s shopping basket which was swinging from his arm. No apology this time, he just barged me out of the way to get to the till we weren’t heading for anyway!
Now these things happen, and normally I wouldn’t be too bothered, but I was wearing my fluorescent jacket for godsake! Bright enough to be noticed you would have thought, but obviously not.
After that, Hubby had to go to a DIY store, so I took the opportunity of getting some more hair serum as the shop is in the same rank, and noticed they had two lemon burst shower gels on the shelf, so picked those up too.
Coming out, my left foot wasn’t ready for the four inch drop from the raised kerb as I stepped into air and came crashing down, jarring my back and jolting my bad knee in the process.
To be honest, I thought I was going to lose my breakfast, it was that much of a shock, but I walked slowly and carefully to the DIY exit, and waited for Hubby to come out as he had the car keys.
We decided to treat ourselves to a McDs for lunch, and this time Hubby went in.
He loves to play with gadget buttons, and so the new ordering system was right up his street except it wasn’t working. The place was packed with families either already eating or placing orders, but a member of staff had seen him at the self service station and approached him to ask what he’d like. She tapped a few keys on her till, took his money and told him to wait over by the Collection counter.
There were some ten people or so in front of him when he’d originally gone in, but he got our food well before any of them and was grinning ear to ear when he came out.
His Hi-Vis jacket had got him priority service, just as I had a little while ago.