Good morning all from a wet Glasgow, where it is 12°C.
Mizuna, what a lovely upbeat post. Brook, your holiday sounds lovely.
Having been nowhere all week, and DH is reluctant to do anything these days I decided to drive to Braehead, my least favourite place to drive too, Too many roundabouts and lanes make me rather anxious.
However I have made a conscious decision. Rather than wallow, I plan to try and get back to my former, independent and fearless self, health permitting.😉
My worst fears were realised. I took a short cut I knew, only to find parked cars on both sides ( hospital staff park there and walk) of the road made it difficult for anything to pass.
To my horror, I saw a bus coming towards me, with a line of cars behind it and looking in my mirror, there were as many behind me. There was no way anyone could reverse. The traffic came to a standstill. I cursed myself for thinking I was so smart.
Later I encountered a five way set of temporary traffic lights. I was first in the queue at the red light and had absolutely no idea where to go, there were so many cones!
Of course there was a line of cars and buses behind me! I wished I had just stayed at home!
An unexpected encounter with a friend I hadn't seen for years, meant I was there for ages.
She was left a young widow, with three young children. We were on a night out, and our menfolk playing football, when her husband suddenly dropped dead during the game. That memory is etched in my brain.
Years later, exactly the same thing happened to her daughter.
I have so much admiration for her.
I was exhausted and so annoyed with feeble self at being so slow and struggling to walk, and battling for bargains with the hoardes of elderly women in M&S that instead of taking the usual convoluted route, I decided to brave the massive multi lane roundabout. I just wanted home.
One wrong move and I would have been on the motorway, going in the wrong direction! 😱
Instead of my planned rest, I found umpteen emails from the PP, trying to organise everything, before he leaves.
Today, I will do little, before opening up the church for the Vigil Mass.
I suspect DS2 may appear with BabyD, to pick up her chute.
DH spent hours dismantling it, when we couldn't get it into either car. I have missed her this week. Of course, I shall see my beloved Dollie tonight.
She was stopped by a teacher this week, who asked her if she was new and what was her name.
On hearing it, he asked: Is Marydoll your granny, she was my teacher!
Dollie replied:^ No! She is my GRAN!
The other gran, my rival 😉 is granny.
I wish you all a pleasant day, whatever your plans.