Do you ever get the feeling that time is running away from
you? I’m there right now. I’m writing to you for many reasons, one is because I’m
addicted to you all. Smile. You are my healthy cigarettes. My alcohol free
drink and my favourite hobbies.
So, not long before our holiday now. Counting the hours. It’s
a short holiday very short and it has taken about five months to sort out. We
know the owner and the area, not good enough to navigate ourselves around on
our own, but enough to know what is there.
So, looking back. It took ages to book this and sort out
flights and so on, insurance too. As I have written about before, not all
internet websites are blind friendly and the amount that now you have to prove
you are not a robot, is getting ridiculous. They used to offer you audio options, where by you
have to come out of the box where you should be writing the code, to listen to
the code this means you can’t write in the number as it is being spoken to you,
so you have to remember it as soon as you come away from the part of the page
where you can listen to the number, it jumps and it is almost impossible to get
into the correct place by this time because my software is reading to me what
is on the screen, in writing not picture form, what the codes are always
written in, you can’t hear the numbers that you are meant to put in the box
that is being audio’s to you, as the audio provided clashes with your software
and they don’t make the audio easy, it is someone saying numbers in the
background with a load of voices talking rubbish over the code. Confused? Yep,
me too Anyway insurances also ask for codes but don’t offer the audio, and
though the audio is so very difficult because of the above reasons, we do manage
to do it.
Long story short, well,
shortish. . . Did all that.
Have you ever booked a holiday where you don’t have a clue
what the place looks like? Haha. It’s a little scary. But I do know it has a
huge outdoor swimming pool in the garden. And it is right on the beach front.
At the bottom of the garden is a gate that leads onto the beach. Now you all
know how much I have craved beach/sea air of late? Any kind of fresh air. My
breathing is really affected living here. The whole of the area is dirty air.
Even living next to fields now, it’s still not clean air.
I hope we can just chill. But that will be a dream. Let’s
see if this dream comes true? I know my Hub needs badly a holiday. He has had
two areas to look after for the past year and for the past two weeks he has had
a lot of work to do for his boss whilst a holiday was taken. He is looking
exhausted. He is taking his kindle and I will look after him as well as I can.
Teen needs a break too, though his life is full of WhateverWhenever, he has had
some stress this past few months too. He will be sad though to leave Shamrock.
Bless her, we said that next holiday she can come. Hub is so kind and has
offered to take her. I’m sure we don’t have
long with Teen before he will just say no he isn’t coming, not many kids of
such an age go with their parents, when they get their own money, they say
stuff you parents, don’t need you now. Smile… When that happens, I doubt we
will go on holiday abroad anymore. Even the UK will be a challenge, because as
soon as you step out of your hotel, you are stuffed. You don’t know the routes.
We have done London before and Edenborough, but that was for two nights and we
just used taxi’s everywhere and those old Bloggets, will remember our trip to
London? Heck… It was a huge challenge. Especially as the taxi drivers had their
hearts removed and didn’t care where they dropped us off… Getting out of a taxi
in the middle of London with so many sounds different nationalities and heavy
traffic around you, buzzing sounds impounding against my head was simply too
much. I hate London, for those who can see I’m sure it’s great and even those
who live there will be fine as you can learn the routes with help from a mobility
instructor
But you won’t get one of those to train you if you don’t
live there. There just isn’t the resources.
So yesterday all of the packing got done as far as clothes
for me and Hub. I have one more item I have in the drier. It’s essential so I
pray I don’t forget it? It needs to dry then I must iron it before packing. Gosh
you should see the difference between my packing and Hubs? Hahahaha. Heck, mine
is, folded. . . Kind of.
Put in the case. . .
Kind of! Whereas Hubs clothes are pressed so tight it’s as if they have been in
between a huge trouser press for a month. He puts them in so methodically. Its
funny I was just saying to a lovely lady today, packing for my love and myself
has huge bad memories for us both. That sinking feeling as we knew when the
case came out at home, it meant dreaded boarding school. I can’t even imagine
what went on in my Husbands mind as a three year old. I know how bad it was for
me at six. Then when we got to school, and it was time to come home again, no
one packed our cases for us, we had to do it ourselves. Just as we had to dress
ourselves and so on. Gosh I hated those days and so many years later, we still
dislike Sundays as that is when we went to school and packing cases still has
memories that hurt our hearts. It really is true what happens to a child stays
and, sticks. Hub and I have had lots of lovely holidays where packing should
have good memories, but nothing changes the mind of a child’s memory.
I said to my bestie today that we seamed to pack too easily.
What have we forgotten? Well, as I went for tea bags today, a brand new box I
had in my cupboard I was saving for my holidays, I discovered to my horror that
it was a box of filters for our machines… Oh no… no tea? Our local shop doesn’t
sell nice tea. I guess we are stuffed for a full week. Teen was just home for
lunch I asked if he would get us some as he works twenty seconds from the shop
where you buy the tea we drink. Hmm. I think we will be without tea for a week.
Just another reminder that blindness is a cruel condition.
I don’t have my lovely dog. She left this morning with Hub
and LF. Hub packed their stuff last night and we pack the absolute basics but
still he set out about eleven bags of dog food and a box of it. Leaders Lf
different collar and I hope he remembered his plug in drugs to calm him at
nights? Also LF’s favourite toy bless him. Oh gosh I am so worried about him. I
was just saying to Hub last night, if only we could tell him he is coming back?
He pines for his Daddy even if Hub goes to the garage which is attached to our
house. He is so insecure. Wagga has a
busy week planned. She is doing some collections for Guide Dogs, she is also
attending a couple of talks and I am sure she will be fine and not miss me at
all smile, she is a typical Labrador. Belly on legs, so as long as she get’s
fed she will be OK. But I will still miss her so much and worry. I already can’t
wait to see them this house today is so very empty without her and there is so
much more room without LF. He is just everywhere.
Teen got up early for work and shouted on Waggs he was really
upset. I told him Wagga had gone on her holiday, he was really thinking she got
out and was lost. Bless. Teen has to pack, last minute Charlie. He didn’t get
new sun glasses that he needed. I am
annoyed about that. He also hasn’t told his phone provider that he is going
abroad. So, will he be able to talk to his gf? Well, again, I have been telling
him for at least a week to call them. He has only just started to pay for his
own phone, so it’s now out of our control. Poor little Shamrock will miss him
this week. They are really close.
So much paperwork was done by Hub and myself last
night. For weeks I have been keeping
files on my computer, so last night I sorted them out and printed what we
needed and Hub took notes and wrote them in Braille. I put phone numbers in my
new phone. I still have so many contacts to add. So many of my friends are not
on my new phone, as it’s so blooming hard to add. I have to go into my old phone,
slow the speech down listen carefully and add numbers to my new phone. Listen
again to make sure it is written down properly, realise that one number is wrong,
then try to delete it and add correct one. By the time I get around to writing
my friends numbers in there, it will be time for a new phone. Haha.
I got some new sun glasses yesterday. Teen kindly took me to
get some Euro’s. Whilst I was there, we went to buy sun glasses. I asked him to
get some for himself. He said no, he will get them later… Later? How much
later? Well, I tried them on the young girl was watching as teen put them in my
hand to see what they looked like. It was funny I read her mind.
“Why does she need sun glasses?” Answer, I don’t want my
cataract back and of late my eyes have been stinging in the sun. I also was
aware that I looked like a typical blind person, how people perceive us. With
the dark glasses on. Haha. I didn’t like that. But vanity has to come after
health. I think I’m getting old.
OK for dinner tonight everything that is perishable from our
fridge… It’s like one of those reality TV programs, where the chef gives a
bunch of food and tells the TV celebrity to cook something out of it all. I
somehow don’t think that I will have the same result as they do on the telly,
but we shall see.
Just spoke to my bestie on the phone. Love her to bits. We
first met at boarding school when I was six, she seven, must remind her that
she is older than me. haha.
I keep looking for Wagga, gosh I don’t like the house
without a dog. I am so going to miss them. Dogs are my world. I adore them. Teen
came home before for lunch and even he said Mum I don’t like the house without
our dogs. There have always been dogs since teen was five when I first got my
Hannah AKA Black Beauty. I am sad in my heart as tomorrow, Long Chops Hubs Last
Guide Dog, would have been ten. No age. No age at all. Gosh she was the best
guide dog in the world. Hub will never get better. In twelve days’ time, it
will be one year since we lost our Long Chops. AKA Suki. She is a huge miss in
our life. There was nothing much we could not do; she went beyond guiding like
a normal guide dog. Again thanks to a load of Bloggets, we raised enough money
for Guide Dogs to name another new born puppy after Suki, so her name lives on.
For me it’s a tough time of year. Tomorrow the 3rd
of September is two years since I lost my beautiful girl, my first guide dog.
She gave her life for me and I wasn’t able to help her when she was ill.
So, LC’s birthday, Anniversary of BB’s death and in thirteen
days’ time, LC’s Anniversary of a year since we had to put her to sleep. So a
holiday is needed. Not wanting to sit in my house behind these prison like
walls. I want to walk along the sands, feel the sea breeze against my face
enjoy the sun play in the pool, go to the French market and buy delicious
cheese and huge olives. Go to the bakers and buy breakfasts and sit in the
beautiful garden sipping on coffee eating pastries. That will do me thank you.
I need this holiday so much, may try to write one more blog before I go, for
sure I will have loads to write on my return. There are a few blogs on my blog
page
Fiona-cummings.blogspot.co.uk
That you may not have read, so why not check it out? Laters with
love. Xxxxxx
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