Friday! Yippee! That means it’s the weekend. Although, having said that, I am not sure that Saturday and Sunday are a lot different to any other day of the week, but it’s the psychological thing of the weekend equalling freedom, isn’t it?
We weren’t at all sure of what our plans were this morning, other than a trip up to church for a prayer group meeting this afternoon for me, and the dishwasher being delivered for John. Anyway, we faffed about this morning, this way and that. I made lots of lists and John pampered his eyes and his lungs.
One great piece of news is that the eye drop people phoned and confirmed that they are planning a delivery of the eye serum tomorrow. Well, that’s very good news. Poor John has been struggling so much over the last couple of weeks. I do hope the drops help and he feels better soon.
In the post yesterday, an electrical switch-type thing had arrived. John announced that it was for the main bathroom shower. Wow. We might get that shower fixed…. which we did, but not until we’d done a lot of fiddling. It was one of those things which was too little, and it was too dark to see, and there wasn’t a lot of room to get your fingers in. Eventually, we did the job between us. Yay! My first electrical repair! Well, sort of. I had no idea what I was doing, I just followed John’s instructions.
During the morning, Michael texted to tell us that they were planning to visit Santa today at Warwick Play Village, and would call in on the way back to collect some bits and pieces we’d got for them. I always get excited at the prospect of seeing the grandchildren so the morning was fever-filled with anticipation.
The Sutton Sleaths arrived at lunchtime, having called in at the deli on the way back for a sandwich. So, with door open, they sat in the porch and ate while I cooed at Thomas. For a little while, William was fast asleep in the car, bless him, exhausted from his exertions with Santa.
But, for once, Thomas was on top form and didn’t seem to mind Grandma holding him. Unlike the last couple of times when he’s been hankering after Mummy, he sat on my lap and we played and played for ages. He particularly chuckled at the rhyme, ‘This is the way the ladies ride…’ and properly chuckled hard at the physical jiggling about. It was delightful.
William was funny, though. We had got the Monopoly out for them to take home with them, so naturally, he was curious as to what was in the boxes. We took a look and spent a few minutes sorting through the pieces. Next, he could see the train in the hall, all lit up and sparkling. “Oh, look at the train. The wheels are going round. How do they do that?” he wondered. And stepped a bit closer to the hallway. Then he was interested in something a little further in. And took another step into the hallway, just next to Thomas who was lying on his changing mat. William so wanted to come into the house. And I so wanted to have him in the house. Anyway, his attention was diverted, fortunately, by the reminder that he still had the gift from Santa to open. Otherwise I think we’d have been inside rummaging through the toybox in no time at all.
This afternoon, I left John to his own devices, waiting in for the dishwasher to turn up, while I went up to the church hall. I had a very pleasant afternoon with everyone who had brought advent/Christmas poetry, or music, or prose pieces to share. I had taken a quiz with me which was fun but tricky. Thoroughly enjoyed everyone’s choices and found some of them very amusing, and others very thought-provoking.
When I got back home, I was pleased to see the that the dishwasher had arrived and it was sitting near where it would live, waiting to be installed. But, do you know? I was tired and sat watching ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’ for the umpteenth time, instead of getting on with ‘jobs on the list’. I am not sure how much I had watched, but I became aware of a disturbing vibe coming from the kitchen. John was having difficulty fitting the new machine. In fact, the instructions looked gobbledegook to both of us. They were gobbledegook, because there was a piece missing which we’ve got to chase up. Grrr. Ah, well, keeps us on our toes.
We ate our evening meal and sat watching stupid TV this evening, laughing our heads off at ‘Johnny English Reborn’. Crazy, eh? Well, you’ve gotta do something to take your mind off the doom and gloom, haven’t you? (see below)…..
- 28,507 people were confirmed with the virus today
- 489 people died of the virus today
- 1,726 people were admitted into hospital today with it
- 157 people died in hospitals of the virus over the last couple of days.
- It’s now Day 2 of our Tier 3; Day 17 since Tier 3 started
- And we’re on Day 275 since the onset of our stay home mindset in March
Take care everyone. God bless.