His birthday

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Another year towards three score years and ten? I’ve had a quiet day with him today. Is it true men get grumpier with age or is it just the current situation? This is a ‘reading the paper’ face.

How do you keep safe in the world? He does the shopping at the moment as I need to stay in. But we had a trip out today, the pharmacists is not within easy walking distance, so I drove us there. Then a little detour up to the shop on the hill to get supplies and a few beers for a birthday drink. I did that because I knew what I wanted and I’m quick when it comes to shopping. Narrow isles meant some dodging backwards and forwards to leave a healthy gap between customers.

Then back in the car and down the opposite hill to give the car a bit of a run. (It’s been sat for a week and with cold nights I was expecting it to have a flat battery, but it had started first time).

Tonight I went and got us a takeaway Thai meal as a treat. Restaurants are allowed to sell take away food at the moment. (so much for me staying in!)

But that’s why I’ve been quiet today. Quietly celebrating my hubby’s birthday.

Shopping…

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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!

Update:

Bread, yes

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!

He likes his coat.

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Boy cat likes hubbies coat. If he gets a chance he will jump up and poddle it, (knead it with his front paws).

My hubby was in the garden earlier then left his coat on the armchair. Up comes uss catand jumps up. Now he’s curled up, snuggled. Must be a boy thing, scent and all that. He never sleeps on my coat (mind you I do hang mine up!). The trouble is when hubby comes in to sit down, cats snaffled his chair. They stare at each other. Will boy cat move? Hubby looks at him, he looks at hubby. I say ‘are you wanting to sit on your seat?’ Hubby lifts cat up, claws attached to coat! Cat comes and poddles my knee!