Lest we forget

 Well a few things have changed since last week. I'm feeling loads better (not well, but loads better). Which is great as it was really getting me down (you may have noticed).

As I was feeling better there was lots to get on with last week. 

Wednesday was totally chaotic - in the morning loads came up at work and I was bouncing from one thing to another. After which I took the dog for a walk. Ever since we had our new front door put in it's been dodgy. Imagine my horror when I got back home and couldn't open the front door - it wouldn't even let me put my key in. Of course husband was in the office - something that never happens. So I was stuck on the wrong side of the door. 

Eventually I did manage to get the key in and unlock the door, I can't tell you why it suddenly worked, but at least it did. I've put a key to another door on my keyring - so at least if it happens again I can get in. We've got the people that put the door in coming back to us again. It's the second time they've been back. Totally rubbish if you ask me.

My bum had barely grazed my seat when I came back and looked at my calendar to discover I had just 20 minutes to get to the racecourse for my COVID booster jab.

So with some trepidation I leapt in my car. They always organise things really well at the racecourse, I was in and out very quickly. Fortunately I managed to get through the front door easily this time. The door knew I had an alternative way of getting in and so couldn't be bothered to lock me out.

Thursday was a crazy chore day - it started really early.

I overslept and woke up at 7.00 I had to get up immediately, make breakfast for son and get his clothes ready (yes I KNOW he's more than capable of doing it, but have you ever seen a 14 year old move at speed), was about to sit down with coffee when remembered that our mattress, wheely bin and an old trike were being picked up by council (random as you get 3 for the price of 1 - only really needed matress to go). These needed to be out on drive by 7.45. (Husband asleep - he's on duty in evening).

Had to extract wheely bin and trike from lean-to - harder than it seems as they've been in there for years and were 3 inches thick in cobwebs and vines (yes vines!!!!) had grown around them (vines!!!!!). So had to cut through the vines and then get them out onto drive. Then had to go into garage and struggle a double mattress around a bend to get it out. Asked son for help to get around the corner and he had a 14 year old hissy fit 'I have to do EVERYTHING around here'.

Though he did help and I did manage to get everything out on time.

By the time I started work I was shattered. Though the cleaner came back later in the day - which made a huge difference.

All of this was a great sign, as even 2 days before I would have been wallowing in self-pity so much I wouldn't have remembered.

It was also a great sign - it meant that for the first time my COVID jab wasn't going to make me feel super ill. Which is fantastic news. Though I have my flu jab this week, that one usually knocks me for 6 as well. Watch this space.

Friday was remembrance day.  I'm really pleased that I did the 2 minutes silence properly because I had an epic fail on the Sunday and for the first time ever I didn't make the service. I asked son if he wanted to go and he said that he'd done it at school. So I assumed that he didn't want to go. Because I was so busy it completely slipped my mind. He was actually gutted - and so was I. I may pop down with him this week and we can do 2 minutes silence by the memorial.

The reason I missed it was because, as I was feeling better I had to get on with another chore - I'd promised husband I was going to sort out the Christmas decorations in the attic. I'd been too ill to do it before, but probably a good thing I did leave it a bit.

The only way I could work out which decorations I didn't need was to put the decorations up! So my house is now fully decorated for Christmas. It feels very strange as I don't feel Christmassy at all. Though I have now finished my Christmas shopping. I think I may be on strike in the next 2 months so needed to buy everything whilst I still had some money.

We're not putting up Christmas lights this year, not with the cost of living crisis and the worry about there not being enough energy. Somehow the risk of the local hospital not having any electricity feels more important than me having some sparkly lights up. The last 5 years has been full of many strange things to worry about hasn't it.

I ended up with a huge stash of Christmas stuff to get rid of. I texted cleaner (who is potty about Christmas) and asked her if she wanted to come and see if there was anything she wanted. She literally took the lot. I don't think that she'll use all of it, but I'm confident that she'll find a good home for it - and that makes me a lot happier than taking it to the dump or giving it to charity shops. You can never be sure that a charity shop will not just throw things away.

So all in all a very dull week, but it's good to be feeling a bit better. Sorry post a bit disjoined - it was a somewhat disjoined week!