Brr, it was chilly and dreary outside so that put the mockers on our plans to go out to the allotments.
But breaking our fast always cheers us up, she made scrambled eggs and we went back to eat these in the bedroom and think about what she would do instead of gardening.
Housework.. ugh.. she would much rather play in mud than do this but it has to be done.
She washed, put in eye drops, dressed in comfy clothes and started in the kitchen, pans that were clean but had not yet been polished with the newly aquired Brillo pads were scrubbed until they shone, cabinets and countertops were washed, as was the inside of chilly white larder aka fridge, she took food out of frosty white larder aka freezer for supper and the floor was washed.
She put on a load of washing and cleaned the basin, bath, mirror, lavatory and floor.
The hall and bedroom were vacuumed. All done, well, as much as she was going to do.
For there is still that big fat elephant in the room.. aka the sitting room to be sorted out (rather her than me folks).
She thought about going to the library but that would have entailed getting dressed in 'proper' clothes instead of comfy thermal leggings, socks and sweatshirt, so decided that wasn't a sensible idea as she was warm and it was mighty chilly out there.
She's still got a rattly cough and her left ear is sore which is affecting her hearing and when she saw her GP on Thursday about this, she took a swab from her left ear and said "This has gone on for too long, I'm making you an appointment to see a specialist at the ENT Hospitals in Grays Inn Road, 4pm on March 26th. You'll need to take this letter and the results of this swab with you when you go, let's get to the bottom of this and find out why it keeps recurring in this poor ear".
She returned calls and emails that had plopped into her phone which had been on silent whilst she was doing housework, then made supper.
Eaten and washed up by 7pm, we settled down for an early night in bed, there were almonds to be crunched and delicious dates to be nibbled.. what a feast of treats!
And we wished for a sunny Sunday, which has duly arrived, but it isn't that warm, I am staying here whilst she goes out to the allotments, she wants to go to the horticultural shed where they have a sale on of primroses and other plants that she wants.
I'll be back to tell you what she bought. Enjoy your Sunday.
February 17th, 2019.