I spent the morning sorting things out, or attempting to, anyway, as everything ended with a phone call that put the….. What?
i wrote that, except the final word, last night, but now don’t remember at all what that phone call was about. I’m not giving much of a clue, I have to admit.
last night, I was so tired that I went to have a bath with the idea that I’d write a blog post in bed, half a sentence was quite enough before I went to sleep. Oh well.
yesterdays achievement, in practical terms, was clearing out the broom cupboard. I’ve discovered I have a whole lot more dustpans and brushes that I ever expected, and also several bottles of silver polish. Today, Stevo and I made inroads into the disaster area of my study. It isn’t finished, as I was too bored for words, but it’s half there. And I’m not letting it get so cluttered ever again.
i have contacted Cats Protection and they are funding the neutering of all the cats. I *just* have to catch them and take them to the vet. I shall go in and talk to them tomorrow about it.
I’m really struggling at present, for a number of reasons, overridden by the memory of all the events of a year ago. I dislike anniversaries and try to disregard them, but it’s not possible at present. Three weeks tomorrow is the anniversary of Russell’s death, but the anxiety of the weeks leading up to it is very painful. I’m doing my best to rise above it, it’ll get better as time goes on because it must.
I’m staying with Weeza and family tonight, because the children will be with me tomorrow – that is, Gus will be with his childminder in the morning, then Zerlina is going tubing in the afternoon and then both of them are coming home with me. The tubing takes place at the local dry ski slope and Z is looking forward to it extremely. Things are so much more fun than when I was a child.