Good afternoon. Today
is very calm, incredibly sunny and raining. The storm is forecast for tomorrow
and I know that in Wales, they are having winds which are necessary to tie
things down in the gardens.
I had a nice update with Yam my dear friend I call American
Mum. They have two days before they go to live in Mexico. I still morn for
their home. For the time I had a family there. For the peaceful memories we
spent there and for the time in my life I was happiest. Completion. A family
and my Son got on well with my Husband and we didn’t have the teen times.
Having said that, this weekend has been truly beautiful. He
is with me until tomorrow night, then away at the gfs Dad for a few days. So
from my x’s he will go to her Dads. I guess or I hope, that means I don’t have
to pick up the pieces after seeing his Father? I pray, the visit will go well.
I’m sure the gf will like my x and tell teen what I felt about him is nonsense,
as of course she lived with him for 23 plus years and knows him with her wisdom
of 17 years on this land.
I am sure my x will really like the gf, as she is really
pretty and sweet when you first meet with her. I mean, there are worse. She kind
of has manners and she speaks without cursing. She doesn’t smoke or do drugs,
so what more can I ask for I guess?
I just hope my x gives Teen a lovely day? I know my x will
be delighted to see his Son after too long. I only hope he, my boy doesn’t get
hurt.
All day next week, I will be thinking about him. Praying to
God he will be OK. It’s so sad that they are strangers. But more sad that my x
is so strange!
At least the gf will see that my x has a beautiful house, as
he does and it will be immaculate. Of course teen will ask for to show the gf
our old house, we’ll let him as I had a beautiful house in Northumberland. I
have here too. I’m lucky.
Oh, Gosh, just heard the wind making a visit. I am dreading
this storm. It was so mild before, now there are banging sounds coming from the
street. Not the builder this time, but garden furniture and a plastic bottle
rolls down the road. A can too is making its way to Havoc street.
OK, to the garage I go, not to rev up my BMW, but to tackle
the washing as that is where the drier is. Before my garage door won’t stay
open.
Then I must eat, and then do the kitchen, then floors. This morning,
I have washed the bathrooms and vacuumed the floors upstairs. And there is the
beloved dog run. OMG.
Oh, before I go. My lovely neighbour I shall call Hot tub, not
because she is hot, though I’m sure she is haha. Or because she is tubby, as
she isn’t. Because they own one. And that was the first thing I thought to call
her. Oh God, what am I talking about? You know when you start something and you
wished you hadn’t? Hmm.
Well, we said some time ago, we would exchange numbers/mobiles.
When my Son took her flowers yesterday, he gave her my mobile. Well, talk about
her wishing she hadn’t bothered? Hhehehe
She rang my mobile when it was turned off, so her number
would be left. Thing is, she left a message, so, I didn’t know how to access
her number. I was given the option to call her back, but not giving me the
number, just saying to press 5.
I did thinking I would ring twice, then put the Phone down
then go into last calls.
Hmm. Didn’t work.
So she would have heard her phone and read it was me. Then I
asked Teen to have a look at my phone to see if he could find the number?
He told me, my phone with all its sticky tape, had no display
on the screen.
Oh, when did that happen? Hahahhaha. How funny, I was
oblivious to the fact.
Anyway, techno Fi, found out how to access her number, as I
was franticly writing it down as the automatic voice read it to me, it then
started to ring her again… Oh God, quick, put the phone down.
Well, by this point, she will be thinking, “Oh my God. Is
this crazy woman going to phone me every half hour of every day?
Then, as I walked from the conservatory to the sitting room,
in my pocket, I pressed a button, which button?
The ring back.
So called her again.
Oh, how embarrassing
Anyway, turned off
the call and she rang me. I was so red.
Later gators.
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