Another good weekend over, good not least because of the lovely weather. Saturday G and I went for a walk with a few other people, which was really nice. However, we did the walk at the hottest part of the day and despite drinking lots of water, I ended up feeling somewhat worse for wear. We went for a bite to eat afterwards but the damage was done and I could only eat a bit of the food on my plate (it is unheard of that I wouldn’t clear my plate). People went off for a drink afterwards but I had to go in search of a chemist to get something to stop me feeling incredibly nauseous and also to get some stuff to rehydrate me. I took the anti-nausea stuff while I was still in the chemists because I was so desperate to take it. I think if I go out on such hot days again I might have a bottle of water with the rehydration powder in it to sip while I am walking to try and minimise the effects of the sun. Anyway I managed to drive home safely and I felt much better as the evening wore on and felt totally fine yesterday. Despite the above it was a good day and a good weekend.
Yesterday G and I were talking about how to pair socks. G thought the manufacturers should put some kind of code in each sock so that you could identify its pair. I was kind of perplexed by this and said I usually managed to pair socks by just matching it with the one that looks the same. G seemed to think this was not as easy as it sounds. However, I then suggested that manufacturers could attach a small magnet on each sock and when you want to pair all your socks you just throw them all up in the air and the ones that match would stick to each other and be ready paired. There does seem to be the somewhat unfortunate flaw that while you are wearing the socks they could end up sticking to each other if the magnets get too close or alternatively cans and other metal items might get stuck to you as you walk down the street. I think this might require some more thought.
I have this weird thing going on at the moment where I keep using the wrong word. Instead I use a word that is totally different but sort of rhymes. So last week I was having a conversation and meant to use the word “banana” and instead used the word “pyjama” or instead of “flaw” I used “thaw”. I don’t even always notice that I do it. Surely that can’t be normal. I am hoping that it isn’t an indication of me starting to lose my mind, what with imminently getting older. It’s very odd though and I am hoping that it has just been due to tiredness.