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!

Late to bed, late to rise…..

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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!

Stall set up

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I couldn’t fit all my pictures onto the stall today, but I got most of them on, plus some prints.

I got up at 7.40 but dispite trying to be there at 8.30 it was after 9 before I got there….ice to scrape off the car and then slow traffic. I’m lucky it didn’t snow, it was forecast!

The village hall is an old school and we were in the main room. Lots of crafts and charity stalls. I won a few things in the raffle and tombola. We finished about two and then it was time to pack up and try and fit all my paintings in my boxes, that’s an art in itself.

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12.10.19, drawing

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Says it all really, I went to bed, then got up five times, tried to sleep, now it’s catching up with me.

So many things were going on in my mind but I couldn’t shake them off.

Day 12 of the 1″ drawing challenge so I’m a good third of the way through it. Only 19 days to go.

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Might not do much today

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After a lot of travelling over the last few days I’m having a bit of a rest today.

Been busy driving around North Wales and yesterday on the way back I felt myself almost falling asleep. We decided to take a detour on a road I didn’t know so my brain would keep working and I would have to keep alert. That seemed to help. Got home safely about 7 hours after setting off!

Today I had a lie in, didn’t get up till 11 after listening to the radio. Then my hubby went out and got Staffordshire oatcakes for breakfast. Very tasty.

I won’t go on… But if I think of something more interesting I might blog it.

Going back

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Going back to a haven in the sun, a place where I was happy, a home from home. I won’t give you a clue, just a generic photo. I hope the weather will be bright. I might take my paints. Now I need a break, a rest. Somewhere to breathe. To be calm, to listen to water and waves. Cold weather may affect things, I’m hoping not too much. May not be about much this coming week.

Tired

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I want to sleep, I need to sleep. The noise is keeping me awake. I drift off into slumber, but wake because I can hear the noise outside, loud shouts and broken bits of arguments. Screams and music. But I nod off- +bibb ghn – typed on the screen without my knowledge.

Sleep tries to take hold and yawns crack my face. The screen on my phone darkens and I have to dart out a finger to keep it on. So tired…… Then car doors bang, two men shouting obscenities, a woman shouts and screams to be let in. Bright light in my living room burns through my eyelids… Awake again…