  Have just hoovered the flat and my arms are aching. I’ve built up a right sweat. It must be this flu I’ve got. It’s wearing me out. D went out first thing this morning and I haven’t seen her since. I don’t blame her. It’s gorgeous outside. She asked me if I wanted to go the park but with this flu and everything, I told her I wanted to stay inside and keep myself warm. Better to keep warm indoors when you’ve got flu. Call it mother’s intuition but I don’t think she believed me.
She had quite a strop about it, called me pathetic and said “you might as well stay in here forever and waste your fucking life”. She doesn’t usually swear and I can tell you I was bloody annoyed with her. For all she knows I might have gone out today if it wasn’t for this flu. She doesn’t have a clue sometimes. Anyway, she’ll come back when she’s ready. 
