Housekeeping

That's what my teachers would call it in school. The notices, announcements and general things like that was all called housekeeping. They would say '...and now a bit of housekeeping'. I always thought it sounded very formal, but I'm using it now as this is what this post is all about: notices and announcements.

1. I'm on Facebook. Well, I'm not, but my pseudonym is. That's right Forgetful Girl has her very own page! I couldn't make a profile as Facebook won't allow 'Forgetful Girl' as a proper name, so don't think I'm all big headed with asking for 'fans'. That's the only way it would let me on the bloody thing. I wanted to be friends with people online, but still want to be anonymous so I thought this would be a good way of doing it. There's a button on my blog page if you would like to like me. I promise I won't spam your feed with annoying things, more like I will spam your page with weird and wonderful things that I find on the net. I also wanted to be on Facebook for the days I can't write a full blog post but still want to connect with people.
2. I changed my comment system. It's now made by Intense Debate which allows people to reply to other people's comments which I find really cool! There's also a fantastic thing called 'Comment Luv' which allows you to show off your recent blog post. I thought that was a really good thing!(I don't mind if you want to post as a guest, but you can use your Open ID (you can use your blogger id), or log in to Intense Debate. )
3. I have a new way to follow my blog: you can subscribe via email to read my posts. Just type your email into the box on the right hand side.
4. I've been away for a week so that's why there is no new post. I've had a mini break which was wonderful. I also used a steam room and had to be dragged out of it because I was enjoying it a bit too much.
5. I lied. My hand is really hurting so that's why there is no blog post. 
6. I'm still coming to terms with having Fibro and reading up on it. I'm confused, worried and anxious and that doesn't help. I don't know how I feel about it, never mind blogging about it.
7. I'm reading everyone's blogs and trying to leave comments but my hand bloody hurts.
8. I'm no good at typing with one hand. It's pathetic.
9. I can't open my bag of chocolate buttons. I want the chocolate to feel better, yet it's making me ache from trying to open it. The chocolate is taunting me. I HATE YOU CHOCOLATE BUTTONS.
10. I love you really.
11. Can anyone open this bag of buttons for me?