Portobello...

I was up with the larks this morning. In case there's any doubt, I'm feeling quite pleased with myself for having such a productive day so far. 

I was down at the Fort at 9am returning the shoes that I bought in the sale from Next. I'm not sure exactly what I was thinking when I placed the order for a pair of shoes in a size 3.5. I've not had feet that small since I was a child! Doh! I'm proper gutted too... they were really nice little boots, little being the operative word!  Anyway... I went to the pet shop and to M&S for something for dinner cause I wasn't sharp enough yesterday to do an online shop. I wasn't sharp enough yesterday for much to be fair! Addled brain and I blipped Pepsi... again!

So I came home via the beach so I don't have to blip the cat again tidied up, did two loads of washing, hoovered and dusted (although I dusted before I hoovered), cleaned the bathroom, changed the bed, did the dishes and now I'm parked on my arse drinking coffee. I plan to clean the oven later. I hate cleaning the oven. I'm not sure why but it's up there in my all time loathings together with defrosting the fridge/freezer and getting fuel for the car. 

I forgot to put my Fitbit on this morning so I have no idea how many steps I've done today but I've walked 26 miles this week according to the email I received this morning.