I’ve been all uncoordinated and clumsy today. I made cock ups at the post office, spilled a load of milk, have my period and maybe a sore throat but maybe not.
I think I’m just tired. I’ve read a couple of haunting books this week – one about concentration camps and another about a ‘sliding doors’ style split life and I’ve been dreaming myself in the stories at night. Last night I got home around 1230am so read for an hour or so but Ady was very snore-y so I didn’t sleep well again and then I had to be up for work this morning, the one morning this week when I struggled to wake and get up.
Scarlett didn’t fancy coming down today so I was on my own. Ady came to meet me having been to the boat, we had a fair bit of post and picked up various stuff from Jinty that we’d ordered including coal, wine, beer, tins of sweetcorn and beans and other bulk purchases, all trundled home in the wagon.
A parcel from Dad came in the post – containing two chainsaw blades and a pair of waterproof trousers. I’ve thought of him several times this week, not least when there was a question on Popmaster I knew he’d know and would be thinking about us and laughing if he’d listened to it. I rang him for a good old chat this afternoon and he told me not to worry about a car, he’d find one and drive it up when they come at Easter. I miss him so much I can’t really think about it too much, it would make me cry 🙁 I’m happy to know he thinks of us too and misses us lots but it doesn’t make it any easier.
Back home for lunch and then a fairly lazy afternoon. Ady bobbed in and out, I made bread and pizza dough, knitted a bit, replied to some emails and thought about posters. Davies made a new poster for his postcards.
I made dinner and we watched a couple of episodes of Friends – new series 4 and 5 arrived in the post today.
I think I need to have an early night, read something cheerier and hopefully get a good nights sleep.