Handle

I don’t like to admit it but I’ve had to get a handle for my bed to help me lower myself in and pull myself up and out of bed. It’s meant the bed clothes end up a bit rumpled as it’s hard to tuck them in.  I don’t have as much strength in my arms as I used to have. I also find myself still using the sheets to hang onto if I want to turn over when I’m in bed, you have to be double jointed to grab the handle in some positions. At least I’ve stopped feeling like I’m going to slide out of bed like I did before. I other news I got a second stair handrail so I feel a lot safer going up and down stairs.

I want cold!

Winter, snow, rain

Memory of snow

Sitting here, I wish for a chill in the air. Yesterday was St Swithens day. They say if it rains during the day it will rain for another 40 days and nights… No chance of that…

The UK is suffering it’s 3rd heatwave in a couple of months and I’ve not been able to do anything. Temperatures have been over 35 degrees Celcius in some places. The world is definitely heating and water reservoirs are depleted.

Meanwhile we have politicians both here (conservatives and reform) and in the USA who want us to “drill baby drill”, seeing only short term gain and a lack of understanding of climate science. Now  smoke from wildfires in Canada drifts on the wind southwards and the USA have been complaining!

Maybe hell will be on Earth after all, but the majority of the population do not deserve to suffer it.

Rehearsals

Plots and plans. Time to mysteriously create a new play. After a bit of a hitch a new set of writers have been found. We are still looking for a director as the lady who was going to do it has been asked to work on something else.

It must be something in the water as another local theatre group is having problems. I think everyone is so busy working hard on their own projects that it’s hard to find the time.

I’ve got involved in the background admin and there are a lot more responsibilities than you realise. Grant applications are needed because of the difficulties with raising funds from local people. There is just not the cash available. And then extra costs appear. It’s no wonder I’m not sleeping well…

I’m finally going to get something to eat.. At midnight!

What a day

Not my cat

I’m still recovering from yesterday. My cat was due to be operated on so I took him to the vets at 8am. I barely slept the night before.

After leaving him I then went to the art group I go to so that I could take my mind off things. I’d also arranged to get a new battery for my phone, so my friend gave me a lift after art group.

So off we went, but the shop needed to keep my phone so I came home without it after asking the shop worker to bring it to my house after 5pm. He agreed because he lived nearby.

Then to the vets, I had to walk over as I didn’t have my phone!? But the cat (who hadn’t had his operation because they had 5 emergency operations in through the day) was not ready to be collected, so I walked home slowly to wait for my phone. By then I was exhausted. The phone duly arrived, and I rang the vets who confirmed the cat was ready. I then walked there and back, very slowly with stops… He was so pleased to be home…

Then later on I had to go and chair a meeting about a drama a group I am in…

I’m consequently so tired…