Good morning Michael and all GN's from a very still , grey morning in North Yorkshire. Not starting in a very good way today , from all sides. I had quite a kerfuffle getting on to Gransnet and hope they can take down the rubbish soon.
Life here still seems to be battling on and still struggling to even catch up with things never mind doing well. I have been struggling on many different fronts and yesterday was glad to think that the cleaners would be here today, and had definite plans for what I wanted them to do, to try to put me back into a better state. I also had quite a bit I needed doing in the garden and they have a friend who I have met before, and I sent them a text and asked if she was free to come with them so that she could do an hour for me in the garden. That way I would at least not be so frustrated about the things needing doing and she would earn some money. Came back from whist to a text to say that no only the gardening lady was not free but that one of the cleaners was ill and so basically I have no one coming today!!! My motto seems so apt these days . It goes like this " Cheer up " they said " it could be worse" so I cheered up and it was!!!!
Well , I still have not even caught up with reading posts , and whatever I have been doing always seems to take twice as long as normal etc. I did manage to finally make a couple of decent meals from some mince, so that at least today , I will only have to do some potatoes and have some sweetcorn to have first and so when I get back shattered and weary, I will have something to look forward to and hope that will improve the day.
I was very slowly plodding through jobs , but did get the washing out very early, as I had put iton at 1am and so ready to go out early. Plodded along , catching up on jobs, putting things back where they really belonged, and beginning to see some improvements . Still cannot find several important documents , which is not like me, and I am so annoyed with myself, as I had been through some files, which is where they should be, and felt obliged to go through one lot a second time. Of course it wasnt there , but exasperated as to where I could have put it, and of course , living alone no one else to blame!! Had letter and email from electricity people and I know I need to go through and work out which is best option for me , but I just am not in the mood to deal with it. At the moment everyday life is a hassle without adding more stress.
Then had to go out for several things and went on the trusty yellow peril. It was working well and a good job it has good springs. The wretched roads and paths seemed worse than usual, and I intend today to put a rocket up the wretched council. The other day the nearby road was shut while the road people came and supposedly sorted out the appalling mess. Huh! then have made patches on the worst area, not left it even, loose gravel and bumpy where they have made no effort to roller it and make it even, and already in less than a week there is a pothole coming again!!! I am furious at the slapdash and poor job they are making of it and it is clear that it will be as bad as it was before if this is what they call relaid. At the moment every bump hurts my back and inevitably I come home in more pain than I left. It is ludicrous that I actually find it less painful to go in the car to another town than struggle round here , which should be more ecologically sound as I can use the buggy, save fuel and miles and support local business. If I was a shopkeeper I would be angry at the rates etc when I know I am losing business. Also when people go elsewhere whilst roadworks are happening they may not come back. Anyway a generally horrid day continued only cheered by the thought of going to whist, enjoying a game, and hopefully taking my mind off aches and pains and having a good chat.
It was a good evening , with one or two complicated games, where I was pleased with my handling of the hands, making a couple of tricks by clever play, which is very good when you know it is your play that has made you those tricks. So a very nice evening, apart from my back generally hurting more and more and it was a struggle to concentrate in the second half, However I did win 6 beautiful brown free range eggs, which I think today I will be glad to have a "boiled egg and soldiers" for my lunch. As a little girl, that was a comforting meal if I wasnt well or was upset about something. Have always been very involved and aware of art, colour etc. and loved the sight of a dark brown egg sat in a white eggcup. It is a connection through the years with comfort and my lovely granny who had her poultry. The simple pleasure I got at looking at the basket of eggs, with bantams and ducks eggs alongside the hens . a beautiful range of colours and my favourite was the beautiful speckled dark brown egg from the minorca chicken I think. So lovely to look at these eggs and be transported to the henhouse and picking beautiful warm eggs out of the nesting boxes. Despite my back hurting I had been thinking of memories of my granny on the way home and then down to earth with a bump, of no cleaners today.
Ah well I shall just do what I can and then for once find something a bit smarter than usual, as our womens group are meeting in a quite newly refurbished hotel for coffee. I havent been there before, so it will be a good chance to firstly see how their entrances etc are for disabled people. I have seen an arrow showing the entrance for disbled, round a corner, so I shall have a legitimate excuse to have a nosy around. It looks as though it is going to be a sunny dry autumny day so am going to go on the yellow peril and get a llittle fresh air. Wont need to rush back as no cleaners. I will call in to the surgery on my way back. The physio said that he would refer me to the specialist, and I have had a text in vague terms asking me to book on line for an appointment, but as the stupid thing does not actually say who with, what about or who had referred me I am not just assuming that is what it is so will be polite, but say that I am not prepared to do the equivalent of signing a blank cheque, when it doesnt even say the department or hospital it is coming from.
So I do hope that the weekend might be sunny. I feel in desperate need of getting out to the countryside or the coast, The price of petrol has gone up dreadfully , last lot I bought was 160 per litre, but right now I am in no mood to think about that compared to my desperate need to let the beauty and calm of the countryside cheer me up.
No idea what I will actually be doing after the coffee morning, hopefully I might feel a bit better and ready to actually do something on purpose. Right now , whatever get up and go I had has definitely left the country! I shall get the local paper on my way to the coffee morning and if it stays sunny I might venture to the park on the yp and make the most of the good weather - whilst putting off the sight of jobs waiting to be done at home.
Hope you have a good trip today Mike and that the weather is good for the event. Good luck today with Teflon man GrandMattie. I think you should have a word with all of your group going to the meeting and then as he introduces the lady, all take out notebooks and pens and hold up phones etc to record the proceedings as she stands up. That should give a message that you are not to be trifled with!! Anyway think of Jerusalem and "bring me my bow of burning gold" or have a go at Brunnhilde and the valkerie maidens !! Wish I could transport myself via the Tardis to join you all !!Bellasnana could you send me some of your sunshine, I could do with it today! We used to get a horrible humid time about the end of July in Portugal and even if you went at 6am to the market , you could arrive home with the milk having curdled already
Marzipan, here they have just started putting Downton abbey on about 10pm but havent yet checked the channel. It is very pleasing for me, as it stops me thinking of annoying and irritating problems and I do love the very good acting of them all but especially Maggie Smith with her marvelous quote s of "a weekend? what is a weekend?" and the great reply to Penelope Wilton s question of what shall we call each other? as " Well I am Lady Grantham and you will be Mrs Crawley" in such a way as you see the lines drawn up for the future, so much better to go to bed with a smile than unfortunately catching the maniac Trump or Farage on the news. enough to send you fuming to bed!
Well I have been cheered with my lovely Bach before 7 and then some Kreisler, and time to hobble into the kitchen for some much needed coffee. Oh never mind the artificial intellegence , where is the genius who can invent the human version of WD40? Enjoy your day everyone and good luck with plans and ventures