Question of the day (15th September).

When was the last time you did something you didn’t want to do?

My answer:

As far as I remember, it was when I had to go out last week with my Mum in search for a bra that would work for me for horse riding. Oh, okay, I haven’t told you I’ve restarted my horse riding last week! It was really great, and thank God for my anti-anxiety med, I figured out that, at least until I won’t settle with it a bit, I think it will be a good idea if I’ll help myself with it, because the anxiety I feel before that can be sometimes overpowering, and really badly affect my riding, not to mention my satisfaction of it. I thought I would need to remind myself a lot of things but once I was on horseback, everything felt very natural and automatic despite I hadn’t ridden for almost a whole year. But I needed a good bra, which, because of my not very typical figure –
as I am skinny and have relatively big breasts – I didn’t have anything that would be suitable for trotting or such. On the same day I also had to finally go to the hairdresser’s. I was glad to be done with all that, but I hate clothes shopping, and I hate when people are playing around with my hair for ages, so that cost me a lot of determination and patience. And it was such a gloomy day weatherwise. But yeah, I’m glad it’s all done and I don’t have to worry about the bra thing anymore.

How about you? 🙂

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11 thoughts on “Question of the day (15th September).”

  1. YAY! I’m so glad your horseriding went so well!! Nice horsey!!

    Oh, I’m the same way about people doing my hair and such!

    The last time I did something I didn’t want to? Oh, yikes, this is depressing. Yesterday, my little fishy was no longer swimming. He was lying on the ground of the tank, his little heart racing; and he’d been there for a day or two. I finally took him out with my net, and I cried my eyes out. I just weeped. He didn’t put up much of a fuss because he was on death’s door already, and I tried to send him good energy and thank him for being a good fishy; and then there was burial at sea. (The toilet.) It just about broke my heart. At least he’s out of his misery. 😦

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