I have ironed all day. Then made dinner. It’s chicken, roast
potatoes, carrots and sprouts. I have cleaned the floors after smashing a glass
on our glass table. Funny when I had sight, I would have never bought a glass
table. Now I can’t see, so who cares if I can see the edge or not?
The glass was one of those really tall glasses and basically
I didn’t know it was there, I slightly knocked it and bang.
Mind you, slightly? I am not sure I can slightly do
anything, my Mum used to say.
“Our Fiona. She’s like a bull in a china shop…..”
Hehehehehe I wonder, what experience did she have with bulls
in china shops?
Oh it’s so dull out there, really dreary. Hasn’t rained yet
but feels damp to the bone.
I have done some on line food shopping today gosh, its
getting so expensive to shop here in the UK well, if you can’t get out that is,
as I am stuck with two shops that are accessible. Asda, wake up please you need
my business. We spend about £105 on average per week. Today though I went to
our local shop where it’s a little hitty missy and if it’s in it’s in. If you
get what I mean?
I brought back a huge shopping bag, my cloth bag Hub bought
me, or I should say got as a freebee last Christmas. He bought me two, Radley
hand bags and he got that for free. I love it. It’s huge and it’s a good job as
today, I bought sprouts I’m not kidding, they are like a sack of potatoes. I
didn’t know as the lovely guy at the shop who was walking around with me pick
them up, popped them in the basket then straight into my big shopping bag. I did
wonder how it was so heavy. I just put it down to the milk. Well, Hub just said
when he saw the bag as he came for a coffee “What on earth are we going to do
with all of those sprouts?” I joked and said sprout soup?
Yack.
As for teens dried pasta? Again. You should see the size of
the bag?
Teen due in in half an hour. Hub still working and its after
five, he has been writing all day. And made half a dozen phone calls.
Did I tell you I have started Christmas shopping? It’s ridiculous.
But I have so many people to buy for and don’t want to leave it till last minute.
But my dear friend Julie is coming on the 20th of November. Can’t
wait. So we will hit the shops then and on Tuesday, Hub is seeing his daughter
and I bet he goes shopping with her. He is seeing her new place. She has a
cottage. It’s linked with her job. She has a scholarship with the Cathedral.
She is sharing with another guy who also has a job at the same place. All very
grown up, but I suspect that she has looked after herself for a while now. The
little one seems to be OK, I’m glad as was worried about her not being with her
big sister as much. Oh, they are growing up too fast.
As for Hubs work? Hmm. Memories of a past neither of us wish
to follow. He is working in the same town as he did when he worked at his last
job. I never thought he would go back there. He said he never ever wanted to
put his foot in that town again. And he is. On Tuesday. But at least he will
see our girl so there is a light at the end of the dark day.
I’m going into Hubs office one day next week again. I love
it. I love the guys in there they are so lovely and warm. It’s really like a
family. I love the fact that Hub works there too.
I just don’t like it when he branches out. He can’t seem to
stick to a simple job. I guess for his brain, it’s a good thing they are asking
him to do more work. As long as his team don’t suffer. He says no way they
will. They are his babies. Well, hmm. He keeps having babies. As he I bet will
take on more work.
Teen has had a long day at work he’s not in yet but will be
soon. He has been out of the house since just before eight today and won’t be
in till about six.
He told me the other day that he wishes he had enough money
to be able to clothe the homeless for the winter. Funny, since he was a little
boy he has had such empathy towards homeless people. I don’t know where that
comes from?
I don’t know how they do it, especially in the winter, but a
lot of them are alcoholics or drug abusers and I’m sorry if this is harsh, but I
have no empathy sympathy whatever for people like that, especially as there is
help out there and they don’t get it. I feel for those who don’t have self-inflicting
illnesses or diseases
OK. Whilst the night closes on this autumn day, outside I
close the door to the sweet smell of our roses that are drooping with end of
season syndrome and the stench of the log fires fill the foggy cool air, my
heating I shall turn on, with the lamps around the house to make it cosy for
teen coming home. I will talk with you tomorrow; I can’t wait for a chat with
you. Missing you already. With love. Keep safe and warm.
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