In exciting news, the electrician turned up and we now have lights in the dining room, so no more romantic dinners. I wonder how long it will be before we actually take out the night lights and ring lights that have been providing us light for the last month and a half.
I've started to do my summer routine of taking the dog out before work. It's definitely the best option. Less people around, no packs of dogs being taken out by dog walkers. But it does mean I have to get my fat ars* moving more quickly and that's not quite so easy.
Though I did it yesterday morning and it did mean I could do useful stuff at lunchtime. When they built the new wall they left gaps between the patio and the steps that run along the side. By my way of thinking that's just going to let water seep in and will undermine the wall. We don't want it to fall over again. So I bought some of that stuff you put between paving slabs - like sand - you add water to it it and hardens.
So yesterday lunchtime I was out there filling the gaps. I started with tools, but soon lost patience and finished off doing it with my hands. Far more efficient. Anyway, that's another job crossed off my EXTENSIVE list.
Thursday morning I had a second impromptu wash. The buddleia I have in a pot at the back was doing that pathetic thing where it looks sad begging for water. So before starting work I thought I'd run around the patio with a hose. It's a Z hose so when I was finished I just unplugged it from the tap to give the water a chance to drain. Schoolgirl error - I looked down at the hose and an enormous jet of water just splurged straight into my face! At least I'm clean.
It's my favourite time of the year at the moment - I just love spring. All the blossom is so pretty and fills you with hope. The bluebells are almost out in my back garden. As they are my favourite flower I love it when they come out. My garden is essentially a spring garden. From April to late May it's bursting with colour and looks stunning. Then for the rest of the year it's either just green or brown. I've tried planting many different types of flowers, but I'm not a keen gardener and so essentially they all just die or come to nothing.
About 3 years ago I planted about 5 buckets of wild flower seeds, thinking 'they grow anywhere', well I'd like to point out that's anywhere other than my garden. My buddleia is my pride and joy - it's actually growing. I've planted loads over the years and they've never actually done anything. I've even seen them grow out of cracks in brick walls - but somehow they've never wanted to grow in my garden. But at long last I have one. I love the way that they encourage butterflies and bees.
Here we are quite a few days on and all I have to talk about is feeling wretched. I had a quiet weekend I was extremely excited about. Saturday was good I had a nice relaxing day and then on Sunday I woke up feeling terrible. Why is it when you've been busy and you suddenly stop that the lurgy leaps on your relaxation and grabs hold.
Essentially that was me wiped out from Sunday to Tuesday. I barely moved from the Sofa - except to walk the dog.
Back into work today - the world kept on turning in my absence - who knew.
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