Good morning Mick and all GN's on a very dark, still morning in North Yorkshire. No sound of rain so far, is the best I can say.
Well , I have found the way to be successful every day! Simple, just make the goals less and less . So having diminished my goals to getting the bed changed and getting hair washed and showered, I award myself the gold medal of success- or in my case the gold medal of a decent cup of coffee that I could actually taste quite well! It took me ages to complete, and I didnt reach the dizzying heights of getting dressed, staying in my dressing gown, but at the end of all my efforts, I felt much better to be clean and decent and my lovely clean bed was bliss to fall into.
The effort it took to do these simple tasks helped me to accept the reality that in no way was I ready or able to go to the Makaton class, and it would not have been fair to spread my germs or have me coughing all the time - although it might have improved my learning as I would have probably had to sign most of my comments. I sent off an email to the tutor to apologize and hope that it wont be too long before I can get onto another class.
It took me until lunchtime to reach my goals, and I felt quite exhausted by my efforts, but I then tried to collect up all rubbish and got it all tied up and then ventured outside for the first time for some time, and got it all put ready in the bin in the shed, and hoping that it will all be picked up, and that they dont have a new crew on, who dont note that they have to pick mine up and leave me some bags today. So fingers crossed.
It is so good to be able to actually see an improvement in things, and even more so when there is that cheering feeling that everything, from bed to kitchen to clothes and me, is clean. I am still coughing and things are an effort, but my throat feels better and the simple joy of being able to taste my coffee and sit here creaking but reasonably alert is a step in the right direction. However I am, in a way, glad I still feel weary and lacking in energy, as usually the minute I can manage things I start to do too much. There are many jobs and much tidying up that could be done, but I shall try and ignore that and take things easy, or I will be back in bed, which I dont want to happen.
Today I need to go through the fridge and see what is good and what wants throwing out. Hate wasting good food, but am not so stupid as to risk any very out of date stuff whilst I am not 100%. Shouldnt be a lot to throw out, but it will be a chance to give the shelves a bit of a clean, before I get to the shops and start to fill the shelves with new stuff. Well it may be a step too far today and I will just do the throwing out, will have to see how much energy I have. I bought two pots of hyacinths that were going very cheaply, and put them in the kitchen in deep pots of water to get them going, and then of course was ill and didnt do anything with them. One has grown rather leggy, the blue one, and the other is fine, but both were rather leaning one way to the light, as I wasnt around, turning them every day, but turned them round yesterday and it has done the trick as they are both much more upright now. I can see the flowers forming too, so in the next couple of days , they will be giving me so much pleasure, and I shall put them in two rooms so that the perfume fills the flat , and reminds me that , no matter how rubbish the weather is, spring is on the way.
I have watched a bit of the olympics , read a little, and listened to a lot of radio 3 and 4. Keeping away from much of the news and such things I have been cheered by much wonderful music, and some interesting talks on 4. The tv is brilliant at being able to see wonderful gardens, and "visit" many places that I had hoped to go to in real life, but if there was only a choice of that and radio, then radio would win hands down for me every time. It can still transport me to many places in the world, but using my own imagination. The backdrops to plays that I invent are miles better than any they could afford, and to have the wonderful orchestras and players cheering my day, yet not stopping me from working is great.
My son is adopted, and so it was a very big change in my life, from being in a senior position in a firm, running things, having meetings , contact with many people and places, to suddenly being at home with a small child. Of course, I adored him and much was wonderful, but I had to find my way to make my own timetable and cope with the lack of adult conversation and time for a lot of things. So I began my habit of looking at the radio times, for the following day, and picking out things that I would hope to hear. So naturally there was a routine for my sons needs, and many things that had to be done constantly. But what I was able to do was to look at the time of a concert or play, and then make that the time to iron or make beds or whatever that allowed me to listen to that. It worked well, helping me to feel in charge of my life and yet not into a rigid at 10am hoover sort of thing.
Things in life change and you work out your best way of coping, but the radio has accompanied so much of my life, given me much pleasure, taught me a lot, and I still attempt to finish noisy jobs before the concert or the play begins. In my old house, I had a garden shed and a greenhouse and my portable radio kept me company, repotting things or planting seeds or whatever, and there was no one else around to hear my comments on the news or disagreeing with the speaker about something or other.
So here I am, many years later still looking in the radio times and making my choices for the day, and of course the wonderful Bach before 7 is a great moment to give a better start to the day. I just pray that no whizz kid decides to take over the programmes that matter to me or cancel them. I dont care what concoctions they put on other stations, so long as they leave me my radio 3 and 4. I do venture to other programmes at times, and always used to listen to local radio programmes, especially when driving patients to hospital, etc., as it was the quickest warning of accidents, or road closures or traffic jams, which enabled me to take divertions and still get my patients to their appointments in time. So fingers crossed I am on the mend, and am interested in whats happening around me now.
Hope you have a successful trip into Bicester today Mick. Hope your plasterer turns up on time GrandMattie. To get that job out of the way would be good , and hopefully might encourage your Teflon man to get his finger out - so to speak - and get the many jobs needed at least begun.Mum2three if you have some old net curtains around or fine fleece, keep it by the door and if the weather looks dodgy or your forecast is for frost then cover your plants with the fleece. You would be surprised at how much protection you can get from doing that, and then as the morning warms up take them off. It may not feel so at the time Cornergran but making the effort to go out and coming back with nothing is a success, as you have saved a lot of money, and now might abandon that idea and something else might come to mind which will be a better solution. Hope you might get a nap this afternoon to make up for the poor night.
Wishing everyone a better day today , hope you all manage at least one goal of the day, whether that is ringing a friend you havent seen for a while, or getting that annoying job done at last. Be kind and treat yourselves to some flowers or a plant if you havent got anything at the moment to remind you spring is on the way.