I’ll be helping the landlords with the garden tomorrow. I am sure I will be asked to water all the flower pots and boxes. I might have to mow the lawn. I am looking forward to it.
I think they want me to cook and freeze some meals for them as well. I am guessing that means going shopping for ingredients first.
I am laying awake in bed wishing I could sleep, but a headache is keeping me awake. It won’t go. I am tired. I will go and take some ibuprofen and hope that does the trick.
I just want to say, I know there are a lot of things that may be causing you worry. But the future for this earth and all its creatures will be better than you or I can dream. I know we have to pass through a troublesome time before then. But, there are happy times ahead.
I wish Jack was here. I miss him when he is not next to me. He whispers the loveliest of dreams to me sometimes. He has so many wonderful ideas about the future.
I was going to write a post about what I saw when I finished work on Saturday. It looked to me as if the whole of London had been invited to a party and I was not on the guest list! I was surprised to see the pavements packed with hundreds of people in their gladrags, make-up like they were in a pantomime, covered with bling bling and wreaking of strong perfume.
Where were they going? None of my business, but from what I saw, a lot of people were on their way to take advantage of up to 30 people (which is supposed to be from two households) being allowed to party together, before the change that started on Monday…only 6 people (from two households).
But I have a better story for you…it is my friend who had arranged a big-ish party for next weekend, which I was invited to. I had already said no, because I don’t feel comfortable going to a large social event while I am still interacting with so many vulnerable patients. But now she has had to cancel her party. Oh wow! I forgot how much of a drama queen she could be. She called me in tears and asked why we are not allowed to live yet. I tried to reason with her, but I don’t think I got anywhere. She is fuming and seemed inconsolable.
She will have to accept that big and medium parties are on ice at the moment. Only six people are allowed. Just think of all the fun a group of six could have – you could play Cluedo, you could play Pictionary, or even Twister! It will be just like the old days when we used to have little get togethers.
But come on drama queens – is it really that big a deal to ask you to socialize in small groups until the danger has passed?
I am already counting my blessings. The way things are going there might not be any trick or treaters – that would be an amazing result!….and Jack and I will be allowed to sneak off to a romantic hideaway for the holidays (that would be because both of us have lots of family, so we might volunteer to give up a place at the dinner table so others can claim it). We might be able to hire a cottage and snuggle up for a week all on our own! (Do you think the NHS is going to let me have a whole week off work at the end of December? Nope! The rules are no holidays during December.) But still….not having to upset any family by choosing where we spend the holidays would be awesome. This year might end on a high afterall!!!
Caramel 