Somatics, scurryfunge and satisfaction

Today wouldn’t be complete without a reminder of the verb ‘scurryfunge‘. This is what I did this afternoon, in preparation for Pete and Dawn coming round this evening. ‘Scurryfunge‘ is to frantically attempt to tidy up before visitors arrive. With acknowledgements to Susie Dent and her Word of the Day.

Prior to Pete and Dawn arriving, the porch was blocked by a cat carrier, files of papers and a couple of blankets still languishing there having been brought from Mum’s. Thought I’d better clear them out of the way otherwise there’d be ‘no entry’. Equally, the hall was barring the way, too. It was still full of the suitcases that Harriet had brought over yesterday – and there was definitely no way through with them there.

The lounge wasn’t too bad. There was only one pile of papers by the fireplace (their companions having been burnt last week) which were saved by the skin of their teeth in case they were important. I did have to clear away a crush of crockery, however. We had managed to litter several surfaces with cups, mugs, teapots and wine glasses, all of which needed herding into the dishwasher.

John was happy to watch the activity this afternoon. He is still wheezing well, and has a bad back to boot, so movement is a bit painful. I am not sure that he actually saw the scurryfunge going on, however. He was concentrating extremely hard on his game of poker, which didn’t end as well as he’d have liked. “Why is it,” he asked, “that just when you have a decent hand and you’re the last one to play, everyone else folds before its your turn?” Hmmm….. sod’s law?

Prior to the scurryfunge, I had had a good morning, despite the fact that I hadn’t slept well. To be honest, neither had John, and he had ended up transplanting himself into another bedroom. We were both a touch bleary-eyed when we woke up.

Anyway, it was a real, live, face-to-face yoga session this morning at the church hall, so despite my weariness, I was excited to be setting off. The session was brilliant and I loved the new type of yoga Jaime is teaching us. It is called Somatics and is aimed at rebalancing your mind-body connection. I could definitely do with a bit of that. Too often, I mindlessly go about my day without engaging my brain to my actions – I put things down and don’t know where I’ve put them, for example. It was so good that I came home enlivened and relaxed at the same time.

I was so enlivened that I actually tackled the ironing at last. Pleased to confirm that that is out of the way. Just the putting away of the clothes and bedding to go now….

After the ironing was finished, we ate our lunch, which John cooked. We have decided that we probably need to loose some weight and tone ourselves up a bit. I wondered if, by eating our main meal at lunchtime, we might find that the weight is easier to loose? So that’s what we did today – dinner at lunchtime. And I was grateful to the ol’ man for cooking it – I was still flaked out after the ironing.

This evening, the Crosses came round and we had a celebratory glass of ‘fizz’ to toast our release from prison. We had a wonderful evening – it was just brilliant to see them in the flesh and chat to our hearts’ content. We all marvelled at the beautiful double rainbow that emerged in the sky as we sat chatting this evening too – and we hoped that it’s the promise of good things to come. Mind you, we are all bit worried that we might think it’s Sunday tomorrow……. we won’t know where we are having had a get-together mid-week! I don’t think we really care. It was a thoroughly satisfactory evening.

We are still keeping our eye on the COVID situation though, and I can report that 2,412 people were infected in the last 24 hours and 7 people died with the virus in the community. 3 people died in hospitals with the virus on 16 & 17 May.

Take care everyone. Please add ventilation to your list of things to do…. God bless.