The sound of disgust in my hubby’s voice as he utters this word. The total hate he has of doing this chore.
What can I do? I’m still sore and hobbling about from falling over on Sunday. I’ve not rested that much, I’ve washed up and cooked food. It’s just I’m still sore. Why doesn’t he understand that I need help? I’m not doing it deliberately. I found a hole in the bathroom door this morning where my head must have hit it! I am struggling to sleep as my side hurts so I’m using pain killing gel. But as I get more mobile I find other bits that hurt.
But shopping? It’s just not a man thing. Or cooking, it’s hard enough to get him to wash up. Antediluvian man!
Pickled onions, no- spring onions
Pork pie, no-a large block of cheese.
Coffee, no – a bag of spinach
Beetroot, no- 15 eggs
Tomato soup, no – a bottle of wine
Milk, no – pretend butter
Potatoes, no – sliced ham!
Items on the list bought 1. Items not on the list 7!
I give up!
If early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise. What does late to bed, late to rise make? A woman unhealthy, poor and stupid?
Last night it was 3am before I struggled up to bed. I had contemplated sleeping on the settee but was worried I wouldn’t be able to get back up from it as its quite low down.
I got up really late, still hurting. Everything aches today. I’ve had to cancel doing a couple of things, I’m fed up, annoyed with myself. I’m using my mother in laws walking stick to get around. Im like an Igor, hunched over, hobbling a bit. But I honestly think I’m a bit better today, it’s just finding a comfortable way to sit. I want to be able to use the car but I think twisting to get in might be difficult. Luckily my sister did some shopping while she was here yesterday.
Note to self. Don’t let my hubby leave things in the middle of the floor!
I’ve just had a bad fall, tripped over a box of hubbys train bits in the bathroom. Hurt a finger, my elbow my knee and twisted my back. He shouted at me and called me stupid. He’s gone to buy a hot water bottle for my back (I’ve got a bag of frozen sweet corn on it at the moment). One minute I was going to get a wash, the next I flew through the air and landed heavily on the bathroom floor.
It’s an hour later. I’ve got gel painkiller on my back and the hot water bottle. I’m OK leaning backwards but then hard to lean forward again….
I’m fed up.
I was trying to help move a huge flower pot with an olive tree and a walnut tree growing out of it. My husband was pulling the pot and I tried to push.. He pulled me over! I crashed into some plants luckily not the concrete. Im glad he was there! I realised I was OK with only a slightly bashed knee. But I don’t have the strength to get up that I once had. I was flailing around on the floor, like the dying fly dance from the 70s or 80s. I managed to turn to my knees then he hauled me to my feet. My knee is a bit sore but it’s the shock and surprise, you feel yourself topple, everything goes sideways. Then it’s shock that you are on the ground. Last time was because a chair leg broke. Then I broke a rib so I count myself lucky today. Its scary enough when you are a child and fall over, when you’re a middle aged, unfit female it can be frightening. X
Leaves you have fallen,
Clawed the sky then slumped to the ground.
Wet, damp, cold, you shiver on pavements,
You crush together on grass,
Just a carpet of colour flavouring the world.
Only here in temperate lands, leaves fall each year.
North the evergreens take over, south the rainforest.
Here we abide in heat and cold. Sun and rain,
Leaves leave, love fades, life continues.
I just thought I would try…syllables 5-7-5….
Glowing embers shine
Flying leaves heat the cold sky anew
Autumn falls golden
Or Fall as it is also called.
About this time of year in the Northern hemisphere (and six months before or after in the Southern hemisphere) experience a change in season from Summer to Autumn. The nights start to last longer than the days, and the further north you go the shorter the days get.
The heat from the Sun cannot warm the North as much, so as the heat of the day dissipates into the atmosphere as the sun sets the temperature starts to drop.
In towns where buildings hold on to heat the temperature at night can be a few degrees warmer than in the countryside.
Now comes the season of “mists and mellow fruitfulness” and when there is a high pressure system over the land and the winds and breezes drop. Then on cold mornings a mist or fog can be caused by moist air close to the ground. Sometimes the mist is accompanied by frosts and leaves falling from the trees can glisten with ice crystals as the sun breaks through the clouds.
Each day and night the chlorophyll is sucked from leaves back into the main body of the plants leaving yellow and red pigments behind such as xanthophyll.
These days, with global warming, the leaves stay on the trees for weeks longer. In my childhood they would all have fallen by 5th November when we have bonfire night here in Britain, now they can still be on the trees by the end of that month.
One problem this causes is that we get storms from the Atlantic which rush across the country. They can buffet the trees and the leaves act like sails.
We have had violent winds that tear limbs from trees and even blow them over. There gave been a series of storms which have done damage over the last few years. There is also a strong link between plant diseases and warming of the atmosphere. As the temperature rises sickness such as Sudden Oak death and Ash die back are moving up the country.
A report today by scientists stated that the world is set to overshoot its 1.5°Celsius target of global warming and may exceed 2°C or even 3°C.
The changing seasons could have a devastating effect on the world. We may enjoy the beauty of fall but we should guard that world for our children and their children’s children.