So H and I attended an engagement party yesterday for some family friends.
And I will preface this now by saying no, I do not want to get engaged, certainly not now, but in the future, maybe.
(However back to the point) The couple was as all newly engaged couples are; happy as can be. Happy as pigs in mud. So in love with each other that it radiated to all of us, and made us happy just to know that they are happy.
So before I fell unwell last week, I have been really getting back into some of the things that I used to love but haven’t really kept up with in the hub-bub of early career madness and health difficulties.
I recently found I was getting a lot of texture on my face, down along my chin.
I left it alone for a while, thinking it would clear itself up. However the longer I left it, the redder it became and eventually it turned into large, angry pimples that were very sore and full of puss.