Groundhog Day?

Fortunately, friends reminded me to look after myself with all the decorating malarkey, and I saw their comments before I got out of bed this morning. So I stayed in bed instead of leaping up an’ at ’em the minute I woke up. In fact, I was still in bed when John brought me a nice cup of tea at about 11.30. And I was still in bed when Michael phoned at about mid-day. Suffice to say then, that despite the glorious sunshine this morning inviting us out for a walk, I rested my weary body before getting up an’ at ’em this afternoon.

John also rested his weary body this morning, too, and stayed in bed for half the day. He felt a bit frustrated and fed up today with the lockdown because he feels he wants to get out and about and do something. He’s not quite sure what, but something other than being stuck at home watching me doing the decorating. He offered to paint some of the ceiling, but I thought he’d maybe struggle to see where he’d painted and where he hadn’t, as his eyesight isn’t great at discerning colours these days. He must have agreed with me because he didn’t insist.

So, I laboured on and John tucked himself round the corner in the library area at his desk, honing his poker skills.

My main aim today was to paint the ceiling and the wall behind where the sofas will be situated. That way, if I don’t get the rest of the lounge done, there won’t be any fear of dripping paint on the new suite. And, I have to say, it was a successful day. The morning will tell the tale no doubt, when I take a good look in broad day light, but I am hopeful that I will only need one coat of paint on the ceiling. We’ll see. A second coat of paint on the wall will be needed, at which point, I think I may need another pot of paint.

My wishes were granted today – I did not collapse exhausted as I did yesterday. I was tired, but not so bad. Tomorrow will be another story, I expect. There’ll be more wall-washing to add to the list of things to do as well as painting……

We stopped what we were doing at about six o’clock, and I sat down with a glass of red, to start watching ‘Dancing on Ice’ before getting our food ready. But, while I recuperated, John started cooking the tea. How good was that? Second day on the trot. And it was delicious, too. Steak and chips with a side salad. Yum.

We whiled away the evening watching telly. Well, I did anyway. John inspected the back of his eyelids for an hour or so…. As I sat watching the box, I thought to myself, ‘I’ve been working hard and deserve a treat.’ So off I trundled to the freezer to liberate one of the Magnums that Ann and Nigel had sent us last year, and savoured it as I settled in to finish the programme. That was delicious, too.

So that’s us today. Not a lot to report. A little bit of a Groundhog Day. And, I know its the weekend, but the Coronavirus figures are still coming down, so some qualified relief felt here in Balsall Common.

• 38,598 people tested positive for the virus
• 671 people died of it in the community
• 364 people died of it in hospitals in the last couple of days
• And we are on Day 12 of Lockdown3, Day 305 since the first incarceration.

It’s still a lot of people affected – can’t play that down, but it’s a bit better, isn’t it? Take care everyone. God bless.