Amazing how a small flower bed can give forth a whole wheelbarrowful of weeds, innit? It’s looking a bit tidier at the front of the house. There’s a round flowerbed, not that big – a couple of metres, give or take, I suppose – which has very poor soil and I cleared the few remaining plants and have tried to replant it. Unfortunately, the muntjac deer are working against me. I’ve got some allium that are just going over, some sedum, cotton lavender, one or two other things, and I’ve got some more lavender and thyme that can go in there – trying to think of things that the wretched deer won’t eat. I’m going to have to dig up the tulips and move them, they ate both leaves and buds this year.
I think I said, my sister Wink is coming to stay this week. She’s coming up tomorrow but, as neither of the boys is free, there won’t be a family get-together, so she’s going to stay with Weeza and co tomorrow and arrive here on Monday. She’s rather more then semi-retired now, so has more time to herself, though she’s still doing relief work at the office and sometimes more; which suits her. She likes to keep in the loop.
I, on the other hand, rather want out of the loop – but I’m not sure to what extent. It’s a funny situation. I don’t know if I can explain, in so many words. I want to simplify, to have things straightforward and rather easier, to have more time for myself and Tim, for friends – but I like a bit of unpredictability too. I don’t want a completely ordinary, straightforward life that might bore me. But I don’t want responsibility imposed on me, that isn’t my business, or the sort of stress that stops me sleeping either.
I say no quite a lot, actually.