It has been such a lovely day. With some of the family here, it feels as if we’re getting back to normal. Of course, we’re only too aware of risks that haven’t gone away, but we manage those sensibly, I hope.
Really hot weather. Luckily, none of us minds that. I got up early this morning and spent an hour weeding – a lot still to do, though – and then cuddled Eloise cat for an hour before breakfast. When I’m busy, it feels as if time spent with her on my lap is time wasted. But it isn’t, of course. It’s just that there’s a lot to do. Later, I took her out on the lawn and she had a peaceful time wandering round and resting. Wink held her lead while I moved the garden furniture, because it had to be put somewhere out of direct sunlight.
It’s now nearly 11 o\clock and I’m very tired. Busy since 6 this morning , it’s hardly surprising, but it hits me suddenly nowadays. Goodnight, darlings.
I wish I knew the answer to the ‘how much is enough for one day?’ question.
This last week, I’ve been running to get things done. It was like the months after Russell died, I was so busy that I had no time to think and I was exhausted by the end of the day. Since I’m lucky enough to have robust health, this does no harm and I don’t need a long recovery period. I never catch up with all the work, though, there’s always more to do.