Good for you blossoming, you must be pleased and relieved. Youāre right, sometimes we do better than the medics.
Good news jax, onwards and upwards.
Hope youāre sleeping soundly fgt, Iām sure an emotional evening, youāre certainly doing your best to be strong.
Funny old day here. The weather was miserable, again, I think it seeps through the walls. A difficult call from our goddaughter and worry about our Welsh friend filled the morning. The afternoon saw a delivery by a very cheerful man of a piece of furniture we believed was ready assembled. Nope. It was flat packed. Mr C was a star. Not an easy task as the instructions seemed to be written in Martian. Took nearly three hours, we managed to laugh at the oddities and are both thankfully delighted with the outcome. It also cheered me as Iāve been worried lately about Mr C who seemed to be less capable with practical things. Weāve agreed more external stimulation is needed, trouble is he canāt think of anything heād like to be doing. Thinking caps are on.
Later today a now redundant piece of furniture will be collected by our local hospice for sale in one of their shops. The van driver and helper will be delighted itās an easier item than the sofa they collected before Christmas which became stuck in the door. We were sort of surprised they agreed to come back š.
Youāll have guessed Iām struggling to sleep. Mr C is sleeping the sleep of the just, my head is doing its washing machine impersonation and refuses to settle. Oh well. Iāll begin a new book and see how I go.
Thoughts as always with the soops. TOYA.