Good morning from a dry Bristol. I had no idea what to wear - yes, layers, but what thickness?
I slept badly last night worrying about my very busy day. The temporary manager had planned a residents’ coffee this morning, which I was goin* to, bu5 wrote yesterday afternoon that she no longer had time to do them. I picked up the pieces, just for today, but can’t stay to the end - making me feel stupidly guilty. I have a nurse’s appointment at midday, at which time I’m supposed to meet DD and the girls for lunch. It’s DGD’s birthday tomorrow but everyone is too busy…
Then I have a meeting at 4pm for the local elderly groups bunched together so we don’t overlap too much. Goodness.
Yesterday, I briefly went into town to get fabric. Typically, 8 volunteered to help replace the tatty fabric on the “sound boards” in one of the church hall rooms. We got some very pleasant stuff at £1/m…. Unfortunately, it is 10 cm too narrow, so 2x the length is required. I found myself battling with 15m of stuff to sew together (matching the pattern)…. That’s a job for tomorrow afternoon or Thursday.
Why do I do this to myself?
Have a good day all - travellers, poorly, sad, happy, everyone!
Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩