Well, it’s been a dull old day today, hasn’t it? Darkened skies, pelting with rain on and off throughout the day and a feeling of, ‘Can we stop the world, please, I’d like to get off for a while….’
Last night, my goodnight comment to John as I went to bed, was: “I am going to stay in bed tomorrow until I wake up!!” None of this, ‘I must get up at 7’, or ‘I’ll just check on x, y, or z….’ or, ‘I’ll pop the washing on and then go back to bed…’ Nope, no early rising for me today.
John agreed. He didn’t fancy early rising either, although he got up hours before I did.
I finally emerged just after mid-day and managed to sloth down the stairs onto the sofa, where I stayed pretty much all day, goggling at the box, or at my phone, on which I was reading a book. I now have very square eyes.
John, too, sat goggling the box – or at least, I thought he was, until I heard snoring from the other sofa and I realised that the game of rugby rampaging across the screen wasn’t actually holding his attention. “Are you watching this, John?” I asked, thinking I might put something else on. “No…. but I am listening to it,” he declared. Ahh… right…… “but you can put something else on if you like.”
And that has been the sum total of our day. Of course, we have eaten food – and scoffed chocolates again – and made cups of tea, but really nothing to write home about, so I won’t.
I’d still like the world to pause for a while though while I catch my breath.
But COVID waits for no (wo)man and there have been 146,390 positives cases of the dratted virus today; 313 people have died and 2,434 people have been admitted to hospital.
Take care everyone. God bless.
P.S. Prayers for John’s friend, Alan of Meriden, who passed away yesterday, please, if you could spare a moment.