Good morning all from a wet Glasgow.
Lots of worry and upset today for some of you.
Sar, I'm sure it was your company, which was missed, nothing to do with not being Catholic. You had very good reason not to go, did you explain why you couldnt go?
Grandmadinosaur, I hope you now start to feel better and Baubles, fingers were crossed that the appointment went well. Lots of candles will be lit today, for all who need them.
Yesterday, my day of footering, became a day of being PA to SIL. Their house sale and purchase is all being done remotely, so lots of form signing to be printed, signed, scanned and returned.
I think I must have a buzzer in my bahookee, because every time I sat down, he appeared to tell me he had sent me an email with forms to print. Unfortunately I had problems with my printer and my printer wanted to send the stuff to DH's PC and printer instead. ? DH is useless at that kind of stuff, so no point in asking him.
Thinks got worse, when the forms had to be signed and sent back to the lawyer. My printer wouldn't scan. I had to reinstall it, but it wouldn't pick up the WiFi.
During all this, SIL sat and observed. I felt I was having an HMIE school inspection, because he works in IT at a very complicated level. That was until he admitted he didn't have a clue how to do desk top stuff and was interested in all my juggling to get it to work.
I wasn't feeling too great, (light headed and nauseous, heart related) so decided to have a quiet time in my wee room. DD arrived home from work, plonked herself down beside and proceeded to share all the woes of her day!
I am thinking of becoming a nun in an enclosed order, but I don't think I would manage the compulsory silence bit. ?
I'm off out to the 60th anniversary celebration of my former school and hoping to see my friend, an ex colleague.
However, at 69 she always looks stunning, tall and elegant, so I am now suffering from outfit anxiety, as I always look like a wee, dumpy, bachle, beside her.
We became a bit distant for various reasons, when I was shielding. It was partly my fault, because I was reluctant to engage with our group, whom I felt weren't as supportive as I had hoped. They had no idea of the impact it was having on my mental wellbeing and I of course, was too embarrassed to say..
Wishing you a pleasant day, whatever your plans.