I've had this nagging guilt eating away at me for the past couple of years. It increased every time I passed the Pizza Hut on Nelson Mandela Place.
Today, it went away.
It's been a little under 3 years since I was last here (I thought it had been less time, bad me) so, as I walked by the guilt level started increasing and I piped up my usual mantra "yeah yeah, I know I should, but not today, maybe tomorrow".
Then the sensible part of my brain, and it does exist, asked, "why not today Wiggles? Why not?"
I couldn't answer. I had no excuse. So in I went, and that's part of the beauty of this place, you can just drop in, bleed some, cup o'tea and biscuit and you're back on your merry way in little under 40 mins, including the interview. It takes about half that time if you're a regular attendee.
Granted I was in for about 50 minutes due to an uncooperative vein, but I have two arms right?
Also, I got my bronze donor badge today for today was my 10th donation, and yeah, that feels good.
I was just about to hit the 'Save Now' button and I thought, how poignant. read more