odd, that way out type of thing!
Coming in from our regulation one hour walk, I sat down under a pall of heaviness. Not at all like the glass half full glass sort of broad I usually am! Larger than life and twice as ‘orrible type of thing!
This morning after a slow start (why not? No bus to catch!?!) we have worked in the garden, me in the greenhouse, himself sorting out my idea for a water feature attached to the down pipe. The sink has stood unloved for far too long.
When life is resumed I will buy a tiny water lily and make a frog hot tub. It only remains for me to put a sign out directing frogs to hop this way.
A couple of emails and a letter to the ‘boys’ in the Highlands, the day was going well not exactly fine but okay.
Suddenly getting home I felt heavy of heart. I certainly don’t deserve to be, telling myself this doesn’t actually help though!
Maybe it was stumbling on this photograph taken a few years ago now and looking in the mirror and seeing the ageing old crone looking back?
I think the trouble in a nutshell is I have too much time on my hands for navel gazing!
What a blooming madam!
Coming in from our regulation one hour walk, I sat down under a pall of heaviness. Not at all like the glass half full glass sort of broad I usually am! Larger than life and twice as ‘orrible type of thing!
This morning after a slow start (why not? No bus to catch!?!) we have worked in the garden, me in the greenhouse, himself sorting out my idea for a water feature attached to the down pipe. The sink has stood unloved for far too long.
When life is resumed I will buy a tiny water lily and make a frog hot tub. It only remains for me to put a sign out directing frogs to hop this way.
A couple of emails and a letter to the ‘boys’ in the Highlands, the day was going well not exactly fine but okay.
Suddenly getting home I felt heavy of heart. I certainly don’t deserve to be, telling myself this doesn’t actually help though!
Maybe it was stumbling on this photograph taken a few years ago now and looking in the mirror and seeing the ageing old crone looking back?
I think the trouble in a nutshell is I have too much time on my hands for navel gazing!
What a blooming madam!
I think the severity of this is hitting us all at various times. We can be blase for a while and tell ourselves we're happy being at home and have plenty to do, but at the end of the day, this is serious stuff and we have no idea when it will end, how it will end, if it will end. It's very sobering at times. My daughter just came to collect her dog from her work at Tesco and told us social distancing in her store is just not happening. The place is overcrowded and when management were asked why there is no restriction on the number of people instore they were told because we are actively encouraging customers to our store. All the other stores in the area seem to be managing to keep numbers instore to a safe number why not this one. I'm terrified for my daughter and her children and have advised she go and check with her union where she stands. My anxiety levels are through the roof which makes normal everyday behaviour difficult to manage. Anyway, sorry for ranting, just to let you know I've made a start on my blog. My first post is up and its called 'marksgransblog' @blogspot.com see what you think. I've a way to go with the design of the thing yet, it took me a while to remember how to do stuff! BTW I doubt you look like an old crone! You always look very glamourous to me! My mum says she never looks at old photos as they make her sad, she's got a point! xx
ReplyDeleteWell between you and me, I will never darken the door of Tesco, I have zilch respect for them! This illustrates to me exactly why I have for more years than I care to remember felt this way! MG I can understand why you are worried! Chin up lassie, it has given me a kick up the bum anyway... feeling sorry for the old crone, I ask you? What am I like in these sad and awful times when so many folk have far more worries than this spoilt lump. I am ashamed and rightly so!
DeleteI have tried to get your blog without success, can you let me have the http howsyourfather then I may eventually land!?!
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Oh I didn't mean to make you feel bad, you've as much right to feel bad as the rest of us. We all just find different ways to worry. I know sometimes comments don't let you do the whole http thing but here goes https://marksgransblog.blogspot.com You are a breath of fresh air to me, thanks. x
DeleteI reckon that by the time it is deemed safe to visit a hair salon, my tresses will rival those of Rapunzel, which will be nice. Trouble is that my moustache will probably be deemed worthy of a Walrus and I will have black hairs sprouting all over my chin, why do they come through strong and black when the hair on my head is white? Anyway, I will face that in due course.
ReplyDeleteChin up old bean - oooh! you might just want to get the tweezers out... ;-)) Keep on smiling. We can get through this.x
Tweezers out, tweezers out? I play them regularly like flaming castanets, alright not one in each hand, only cos I’m not ambidextrous otherwise I flaming well would!
DeleteChin up? Chins up don’t you mean? If the virus doesn’t weave its magic, don’t look now but I’m on the cresta run without a ruddy sled.
Elaine, I am smiling, trouble is it’s a wind pain. We sure can get through this, you have to laugh!
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It is surreal..but we will get through it
ReplyDeleteSurreal is certainly the word I agree, and maybe to a better more caring world, at least I do hope so.
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Well, I think you are ageing...well.
ReplyDeleteThank you, we are all on the same journey. With this blooming virus some sadly are being fast-tracked to oblivion without ageing coming into it. So I ask myself what am I worrying about? It is ridiculous, I am ridiculous!
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I have the occasional miseries about all this, but thankfully it doesn't last too long. I have found that a gin helps ! I am looking after my friend's house who lives next door as they are stuck in New Zealand at present. They are NZ ers and went a few weeks ago for a 90th birthday...not sure when they will be back. Anyway.....I had spotted a half bottle of gin in the cupboard, and yesterday afternoon ( latish!) I went and " stole" it. Bad person or what? Not so easy to just pop out for a bottle of something these days. I told J via whatsapp and she said I was welcome to it and also told me where there was a bottle of vodka ! Result.
DeleteYour sink looks nice. Many years ago I had a sink at the bottom of the garden and I covered it in a mix of cement and " stuff" to make it look like stone. It was nice for many years, but it is now a mix of stone and sink ! ( with a great big rosemary bush growing out of one corner and nowt else! )
ReplyDeleteJust off now to find Marksgran's blog.
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