I would just like to say that I am full of the joys of spring at the moment. I would like to say it but it would be a porky. Out for a meal last night and today I wrestled for 20 minutes trying to sort a problem out on my car. All these things take my mind off the waiting and included in that is copious amounts of wobbly juice (well I am a brass player after all). I have asked my poor old dad to come with me when I get the results. I wish I had taken his genes (apart from the follicle challenged ones) as he worries about nowt.
I have not even looked at the show pad yet and wonder, if I am challenged, if I will be able to do it? I am not feeling sorry for myself in anyway, just angry really, which is a tad confusing. I have put it down to 2 simple scenarios.
1. All clear
2. Ooooops
You can guess which pessimistic me is focusing on? Anyway I have got to blow tonight and hopefully it will distract me for a short while. I hope I hear something this week as the waiting 'caruthers' is horrible.
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