Hello to the week

Ay up! It’s Monday. New beginnings, eh? Well, let’s hope so anyway!!

Both John and I had thought we might make an effort to get going a bit today. John succeeded, but I didn’t. Although it was a sluggish start, John managed to get out of bed in time for me to take him to his exercise class at lunchtime today. “Do you want me to stay and watch, John, or shall I go shopping?” I asked. John said he was keen for me to stay and watch so that I had a bit of an idea of what went on in his class.

He did very well, cycling for what seemed ages to me, but he wrote it down as just ten minutes, before moving on to some weights for his arms and legs. He had a chat to the instructor who offered him some advice, which he hopes to follow at home. All in all, although it was a struggle, he managed to do what he’d gone for.

I was pleased because success is so affirming, isn’t it? I was also pleased that his ailments yesterday must have been related to fatigue from not having slept the night before, so my worries lessened.

I had intended to get up and go for a walk this morning, but it was pouring with rain so I baulked at the idea and snuggled back into bed until nine o’clock. I feel rather burnt out just at the moment, so bed is very inviting indeed. In fact, anything other than the jobs I’ve got lined up seems very inviting! I am sure I will get onto them sometime though – maybe tomorrow? We’ll see.

John, of course, is very encouraging in his comments, “Oh, dear, you look a bit pale and pasty,” he said to me today. Gee…. thanks. Yes, yes, I know I am, but I am a bit out of sorts, so what can you expect? Hehehe. Perhaps I’d better slap a bit of make-up on!

Anyway, I didn’t get my walk because this afternoon, instead of taking myself out and about, I set on to write some Quiz questions for this week’s challenge. I managed to get a few rounds done and only have one or two to think of tomorrow, so that was a good job done so far.

Paul and Harriet called in for a cuppa at about half past three, to collect the Mini that they’d left here when they came for Paul’s birthday lunch. They had been over to Birmingham to Selfridges to buy a rather fancy pair of shoes for Harriet, lucky girl. Mind you, it is her birthday this week! It was lovely to see them and they stayed for a good hour and a half. Paul, however, was busy playing a game on his phone so we didn’t get to chat to him much today!

Michael phoned at tea-time and had some wise words to offer to help me feel a bit better. He’s always helpful, that boy. Sons! What a blessing they are.

Take care everyone. God bless.