Auntie by optics

Been a bit poorly for the last few days, thought I was coming down with flu at first, but it’s tonsillitis. This used to recur once or twice a year but I haven’t had it for a few years. I feel terrible, and unusually sorry for myself. My throat is sore, my head pounding, I ache all over and I just can’t get warm. Blerrgghhh. Have spent most of the day horizontal, seriously lacking energy.

I need to be better for next week, I don’t want to be ill when my own private nurse visits, we will have other matters to attend to. Bring lots of cardies Pip, it’s not just me, it’s definitely getting colder up here.

Pippa will be here for the best part of 3 days, and I just can’t wait to be in her arms again, but it leads me to another recurring problem, mother. She hasn’t been round for a while, which means she is due for a visit imminently. I was going to invite her for dinner tomorrow, try and pre-empt the situation, but I’m just not up to it. This little quandary is one of the best reasons I can think of for telling her about myself, or at least one of the most urgent reasons. I always keep an eye out for her because I’m always dressed at home, but I can see my defence strategy being weakened once I am curled up on the sofa in the arms of the girl I love. It would be a bit of a shock for her to see that. I know, I should just tell her and get it over with, but I haven’t found the words yet, any suggestions would be much appreciated.

Anyway I don’t know why I got on to that again, I’m trying not to think about it. Ignore it, it might go away… I guess not in this case; there have been several men dressed as women staying at my house over the last few months, and Pippa is becoming a regular visitor, though I wish it could be more regular (I always want more of something I like). It’s only a matter of time before I get "caught out", but I’m not overly concerned, my hand would be forced and there would be no going back. Though really I’d rather break it to her gently, if that were at all possible.

Anyway I’m worn out now, all that typing… I should try and eat something. I hope I feel better soon and actually find something interesting to say; my poor little brain is feeling as groggy as the rest of me. Maybe I’ll just have another little lie down…