I was going to say "Big Mistake", but that does not do it justice. This planning regulation side stepping monstrosity rose from the land beside the airport a year or two ago amid some controversy. Neither being a 'shopper', nor particularly a 'warehouse shopper' it has been easy to avoid this place until now. Having paid a visit, I now know to continue to do so in the future. Yuck.

We went in search of another late afternoon coffee, first to Deek's at Pearce (which was shut), then a bite to eat, Chifely (closed), and then the fag end of the day at Woden Plaza. Most places were shutting up, but we could grab a cup at Babar, but not until we snuck into the Dick Smith Powerhouse next door first to look at and fondle the HTC TyTN II Smart PDA / Phone / GPS thingy. It was heavier than it looks, although still a very compact unit. I hadn't been able to suss out from the web site where micro SD card went, and if it was easily hot swappable, so being able to caress and covert was good.

I was becoming increasingly tired, and couldn't stop yawning (coffee, looking at the shops so tiring!), and came home and collapsed into sleep without much tempting.

This morning I thought that I was well and truly ready for my planned 'take myself to coffee under my own steam' each day plan. I got up. I made breakfast. The ulcer, gut, whatever stuff then objected so stridently to breakie that I had to lie down. Before I knew it, I was just waking up and it was 3 in the afternoon. So much for the plan.

I've bathed and changed, and that is as far as I've got since then, I remain half dressed, bare footed and too tired to go out. It's all rather frustrating, this great fatigue, making it difficult to plan anything ahead of time. I have a dental check up on Wednesday, but I'm tempted to postpone it for the moment, I don't feel confident that I can get there in time and keep my mouth open.