A life in the day of….

When I expressed regret at the football result this evening, John shrugged and said, “Well, that’s life!” I know this, but it doesn’t make it any easier to take. I have always found disappointment a struggle to cope with and it doesn’t get any easier no matter how many times I encounter it!!

Ah, well, I suppose one has to dwell on the good things in life instead. And we have had a couple of those today. This morning we were up reasonably early and logging onto Skype to chat to Graham and Gail. We were excited and wanted to wish them ‘bon voyage’ for their planned cruise which starts next weekend. However, the first thing Graham said as he leaned back in his chair, was: “I’ve got Covid.” Oh, nooooo! Our excitement evaporated a tad.

They are hopeful that they will still be able to go if Graham tests negative this week and Gail doesn’t succumb. Fingers crossed. Despite Graham feeling poorly, we had a lovely long chat to them and we were pleased to have been able to do so.

After we’d finished our Skype session, I took Mac for a walk. It was another fabulous day. Freezing cold at minus something-or-other, but the sun was shining and it was crisp underfoot. I took a little bit longer on the walk just to enjoy the sights and sounds of such a glorious day.

There was a hoary frost that bejewelled the leaves, the hedgerows, the trees and the grasses…… so pretty!

Mac bounded along, his paws making a soft pat-pat-pat noise in the frozen grasses, turning to me every so often to check I was still following along. We paused just past the oak tree for a selfie…..

Home again and I found John a-snoozing in his chair. I laid a blanket across him to keep him warm and went to make us some lunch. He woke up for that.

This afternoon I finished all the Christmas card writing as we watched the Morocco v Portugal match. All preconceptions were overturned, with Morocco unexpectedly winning that match.

We were done then with football for the moment, so John went to see if he could dig any plates out in the kitchen ready for our evening meal. The boy done good and even managed so far as to finding the dishwasher…..

In between times, the Kenilworth Originals were home from their trip to find Father Christmas and they took Mac home. We had enjoyed his stay – it had been uneventful save for a moment this afternoon when something spooked him and sent him, shivering, to crouch behind John’s chair. We have no idea what it was, unless it the Christmas lights John had taken out of the box to examine. But bless him, he wasn’t half frightened.

When you look back on the day, you realise that all of life is there. The humdrum as well the exciting stuff. Elation and misery. Fear and hope. Heart full and heart empty.

Best go to bed on the positive stuff though, eh?

Take care everyone. God bless.