Graeme1988
Hie yer hence from me heath!
I know how you feel. It's like when you finally get the motivation to do something to get you outta a funk and you go and it's a total disaster and you wonder why the hoot did I ever leave the darn house? When it gets that bad I have to laugh at myself and life. That helps me. Just laugh at the absurdity of it all.
It wasnae so much huvin' the motivation to get oot o' the hoose as such n' get the photos taken. Despite the fact ah hate huvin' ma photo taken. It was that we'd hud it aw planned oot over the weekend. Ma sister agreed to drive me tae the supermarket, if she hud time durin' her lunch-break at work. Since ah cannae venture doon the street of ma local town in ma electric wheelchair at the moment because of regeneration work being done to the old roads n' pavement. Anyway, ah digress...
We actually hud a good laugh about. Especially at ma utterance of "Aw... ya f**kin' b**tard, ye! That's guid, innit? Look!" Because what do ah see as ah sat doon in the photo booth, ready to huv 4 photos taken. A torn lined piece o' paper wi' the words "Out of Order" scribbled across it. It was like a summit from a comedy sketch series. :bigsmile:
Though, ma sister n' me were both equally pissed off about the whole situation. Just the whole frustration of gettin' up early, get to the supermarket before it become to busy n' that & leavin' empty handed.