I never expected to lose finger strength, you know, with age. Maybe in my 80s but not yet. But my hands just aren’t what they used to be. I’ve been using the staple gun this morning and, after a while, I could barely squeeze the trigger. After ten minutes of doing something else (lifting concrete blocks, actually, I’ve still got quite strong arms), I was able to finish that part of the job, just, but I had to leave it for a few hours and do the rest later.
The staple gun was certainly one of my most useful buys over the past two years – originally bought to fix a cover on to the indoor tortoise run, when I got Eloise cat, though we didn’t use it then as a useful man did the job with nails and screws instead. But it’s been invaluable for various things since. It’s just that they don’t realise, when designing these things, that old dears with the start of arthritis in their hands, don’t have the strength of grip that they used to. I don’t blame them, I didn’t know it either until it happened. Funny, ageing, innit.
Tonight, we had asparagus risotto. Which indicates that we’ve had asparagus a few times, so that pure unadulterated (except by butter, obvs) asparagus is no longer absolutely required. And we went out for lunch, because we were satisfied with the results of our labours and clearly deserved a treat.
I wonder how you are about going out for a meal on your own? I found it difficult, I must admit. A pub isn’t too bad, if it’s not the sort of place that’s clearly a local pub for local people and anyone else will be stared at – though even then, I’m not too embarrassed to just smile and say hello before retreating to a corner – but a restaurant isn’t easy, even if you’re made welcome. With nothing to do except focus on the food – yes, that may be the point of eating out, but it isn’t the point I’m meaning – it’s hard not to feel self-conscious and to eat rather too quickly and to pull out a book and read (while listening to the conversations at other tables, of course, because that’s always enjoyable) and finish rather quicker than if someone else was there. But I did make a point of doing it, sometimes.