Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Friday, May 01, 2009

29 April - Pizza & Purse

And here's another one, they come thick and fast. Between paying for a slice of take away pizza at Arancino in Notting Hill (not one of my usual dinners but had period and felt like a bit of carbs and tomatoes) and getting on and off a bus home...my wallet has gone. Not only that, but I only noticed the following morning when I wanted to leave the house and check something.
Lost or stolen, who knows. Nobody has it. And the bore of changing /recalling cards, drivers licence and what have you took the usual few hours. I probably have not cancelled something I should but I cancelled a cheque book that was safely in a drawer at work.

My clothes are still on the right way round but I've noticed this week I can't type properly, I press the wrong keys and constantly have to go back and re-write. Does it happen this fast? What tests are there? Any doctors out there? Where's Sean when I need him.


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