Good morning all from breezy and wet Glasgow, where it is 11°C . DH has abandoned the golf.
I have absolutely nothing to report, yesterday, yesterday, I did absolutely nothing, apart from make sure my hospital bag is accessible for DH..
Looking for new pyjamas (I have a stash in prep for hospital stays), I found brand new bottoms, but no top. It is nowhere to be found, although I know it is part of a set. A mystery indeed.
I had to do it in stages, as I felt quite light headed, but an achievement, nevertheless.
I had hoped DS would visit, to have a quick look at my PC, to allow me to decide whether to repair or replace it.
However, they were visiting DIL's, family
who take priority.
That sounds a nippy remark, but my son drops everything to accommodate her sisters, who see him as a taxi service and picker up of their children from clubs.
It sometimes hurts, more so because I am feeling quite fragile at the moment and everything seems worse.
Then the old MD gave herself a shake and I decided that I would find away around this IT problem and somehow update the parish website, with important information.
I had put off asking DH if I could use his PC, it is just a muddle of files and chaos. Of course that drives me mad. And don't get me started on the state of his desk!!
However, beggars can't be choosers, I asked and he kindly offered me the use of it.
Armed with my phone and tablet, I went on his PC. To my utter amazement, after some time, using every device, to receive access codes and going through a very circuitous route, up popped the website and I managed to access it. I had not lost my touch after all. Tenacity is my middle name.
After deleting the no longer relevant information, I prepared to upload the latest news items, but how?
I had the bright idea of emailing DH the items and then copying them onto the website.
With GDPR regulations in mind, 😉 I asked his permission to access his email account. Great idea, I smugly thought. Unfortunately, I could not find his email account anywhere. 😕.
I trotted downstairs to ask him, how to access it.
OH IT DOESNT WORK, he said, you have to use web mail. GRRRRRRR!
Am I a mind reader??? How on earth would I know that?
With much huffing and puffing, he came upstairs and opened his account up for me.
To conclude, the website is now up-to-date and I won't have certain parishioners nipping my ear
s.
You wouldn't believe the complaints we get from a minority of parishioners,
who know nothing about IT and think I am an employee, if the website is not up to date and the bulletins are not emailed
Flushed with success and mighty relieved, I retreated to the conservatory, I was wiped out. Sitting dozing, I suddenly felt someone throwing themself at me.
It was my beloved Dollie, with two sticky buns in hand, as a treat. 😍
Her parents had forgotten to give me the alarm fob before they went on holiday to Malta today. Their alarm is under the stairs and on the last occasion, I got stuck and bumped my head, trying to get out.😱
After dinner I had just put out the ice cream and strawberries from the garden, when the doorbell rang. It was DIL's mother.
Her parents are off on holiday with her
evil sister and she had realised that there was no-one to check the house.
Surprisingly, she stayed for ages, which is unusual
my much anticipated ice cream was by now a puddle.
DS and DIL, despite the parents' awful behaviour in the past are trying to mend bridges for Dollie's sake and I am trying my best to support them.
She admitted that she and DIL's father, were dreading the holiday, having been backed into a corner. DIL's father hates flying, he suffers from travel sickness (the villa is two and a half hours from from the airport), he hates foreign food and the people don't speak English 😉. Not a good omen.
DIL, thinks they are basically there to be childminders.😔
Today another gentle day is planned, apart from picking up prescriptions. Unusual for me, but because my brain is mush, I have run out of a drug.
Safe journey to all who are travelling and a gentle day for all, myself included, who are struggling.
I am clearly improving, given the length of this novella.😉