butterflyuk

I have been running around like a headless chicken trying to sort everything out for my six days absence. I need to arrange everything for both offices and of course for the house too. I must get the presentations ready as doing them the night before causes too much stress.

When going away for a day is a major task it is very worrying for my sickie that I am going for 6 days. He has been very good though. He understands, at the moment, that it is important for me to go. Mind you how long that understanding will last is a question I haven't thought about. Mind you I should be grateful that he is having more good days than bad.

I am getting my clothes together for packing. Day cloths are ok, not a lot to think about trouser suits but the evening things need sorting out. I haven't worn my evening stuff too many times lately so I have been trying them out. I am sure that my clothes have been shrinking while they were in the wardrobes and suitcases. Outfits that were just perfect wont even get pass the extremities of the body now. Surely no one could put that much weight on! My mind still thinks I am young and the same size as before.

The house looks like a backroom in the Dry cleaners. Clothes hanging on chairs, doors, banisters - anywhere there is space. The Sickie has been sitting there and drinking while I have been parading with different outfits. Some of them where the bottom fits but the top doesn’t, some where the top fits but the bottom doesn't. Normally it is very difficult to get the sickie interested in anything what so ever but today he has been giving his opinion on what looks better and what doesn't.
As the drinking went further the opinions went muddled. The same outfit was good first wasn't after and the one that was rubbish was excellent now. No point in buying new ones when you have got dozens and dozens of them in the wardrobes. I think he is getting better without letting me know because his attempt to humour was that the name cat walk should be changed to Baby elephant walk especially for me. Not a surprise that he was kicked out of the room after that.

One thing was conclusive as far as I am concerned that I wasn't too big, just that the garments were too small.