So Plan B worked. I toddled off to Sainsbury’s on the A45 to see if they had hazelnut milk – and they did. Snapped up 4 cartons of the stuff. That’ll keep the ol’ man going for another few days…..
I arrived at Sainsbury’s via a circuitous route. Semi-keen to get on with painting our new-to-us bookshelves, I decided I really needed to have some white spirit for brush cleaning, so I took myself off to Homebase this afternoon first. Got what I wanted and came out of the car park to head towards Sainsbury’s. Only I turned left, didn’t I, instead of turning right? I was only a few yards onto the southbound carriageway of the A45 when I remembered I should have been going the other way, but by then it was too late. I was committed to making the ‘long’ journey. I know, I thought, I’ll do a U-turn at the lights. Ha! No such luck. No U-turns allowed. I did finally get to the shop but not before I’d added a mile or two extra to the milometer.
While I was out, John thought he’d get his screwdriver out and put a screw in the wall in the downstairs loo for me to hang this mirror that I’ve inherited. So thoughtful. However, now that I’ve hung the mirror, I hate it….. might have to put the pictures back. Eeh….. one step forward, another step back. Might just as well be doing the hokey-cokey, I think.
John also thought he’d have a go at putting up the new blind that had arrived recently for the computer room. However, once he’d taken the old blind down he was jiggered, so decided to sit down in the lounge again instead. When I got home, he wasn’t a very happy bunny. So very frustrated at not being able to do things as he used to. He curled up under the new blanket I’d bought him and was rather cosy in there. Hibernating, it seems.
I would say, however, that the day has been quite a successful one for John. Easy for me to say, but not so easy for him to see. He was up quite early and pottering about; then a man came to collect the trailer, having bought it last week, and push money into his hand (although this was probably a bitter-sweet moment, if I’m honest); then we saw dear, darling Paul who called in for a few minutes and didn’t immediately rush off. We had a great little chat with him in the porch, door wide open and us half-way down the hall. He is always a sight for sore eyes and certainly makes my heart leap to see him.
Later on, while John was cocooned in the the blanket and snuggled up on the sofa, I set to and prepped the bookcase ready for its undercoat. I do hate prep though. It seems to get you nowhere – well, at least, there’s very little to show for the effort you have to put in, is there? And, by the time I’d done the prep, it was getting dark so I thought better of painting it today. Maybe tomorrow?
After our evening meal, I left John to watch TV while I had a lovely evening with the College girls, having a good old natter. There were just four of us today, with Linda struggling to log on, Sue D tired, having been to a funeral, and Lizzie also tired after grandparenting duties. I am such a lucky woman with such fabulous friends – cheered me up no end. Plenty of advice on how to keep the anxiety at bay, too. I find it strange that I don’t seem to be able to remember the advice on a day-today basis, and am rather grateful for the reminders.
During our chat, our thoughts turned to Christmas and the planned Ragdale visit next February. Would we be able to see our families? How was Christmas going to work? Would we be able to go to Ragdale? How risky will it be by then? We decided we’d wait and see nearer the time, but there ain’t lot of time for things to improve, so we may yet be saddened by continued restrictions at these key times. Fingers crossed that there is a miraculous discovery in the medical world and all is righted by then……..
And that’s been our day – an every day story of village folk? You bet!
And today in COVID news? 23,065 people infected; 280 peopled have died in the community; 128 people have died in hospitals on 27 & 28 October.
Take care everyone. God bless.