Good morning all from a wet Glasgow, where it is 9°C.
I have been wandering about since 4am. Those blooming steroids are wreaking havoc with my brain. Soup made, Sunday dinner prepped, cooker steam cleaned, sympathy cards written etc, etc, etc. I am exhausted!
Yesterday's plans were demolished in an instant by the arrival of Antonette Kleptomaniac and DS2.
I had taken only one bite out of my breakfast, when I spotted DS' car. Where do you go when your wife has gone on a Girl Guide trip and left you holding the baby? Your mother's of course!
The doorbell rang again and I heard BabyD shouting Auntie, it was DD and SIL.
Eventually I told them to entertain themselves, I had my weekly meds to sort, have my injection, do the bulletin, wash my hair and the rest.
I cannot complain about seeing them, I love having them here.
The biggest joy of all, was when I saw DS, phone in hand, tinkering with the still broken coffee machine. He fixed it, where de Longhi had failed. DH was ecstatic and hopefully not as grumpy, now that he can get a coffee hit! 😉
At 1pm, I was still in my jammies, no hair washed and due to go out at 2pm. 🙈 BabyD had refused to go homecand insisted that *Gaga was making her lunch. ♥️
By the time I got to church I was rather late.
In the sacristy, I found the most beautiful Christmas card from an elderly parishioner. I hardly know the lady, but always try to help her as she struggles.
The sentiments inside brought a tear to my eye, they were so unexpected. One thinks that we are unappreciated, how wrong I was.
After going round locking up, I got to the church porch, to find part of the ceiling plaster had come down. It must have happened after Mass, thank goodness. What a mess. 😱
One hour later, the young sacristan and I had cleaned most of it. Of course, there was no sign of a priest!!!
The drug review fiasco continues. I realised I was running short of BP medication, but was sure I had ordered it. On checking, I found all nineteen meds have been blocked!1🤬
If I were to wait for the only available appointmentment, I would be more than a week without them. To make nutters more serious, I was told my BP is extremely high at present.
If I disappear from GN, just assume I am dead.
Today, I will prepare my very concise and scathing e-consult for tomorrow.
The trees, which should have gone up on Friday, are going up today. Consequently, DH will have our annual festive fallout. He is the most disorganised, untidy, fouterer, I have ever come across. 😉
Enjoy all your activities today and my very best wishes for all our mountaineers and their carers.