I hoped that by blogging about my lost suitcase yesterday it might magically turn up....but no such luck. It’s replacement arrives tomorrow!
I am aware that I’m getting dozy. This week I found a birthday card and present in the room which used to be my husbands office and which is now my dumping ground. I just assumed that the person who left me the present hadn’t been aware of my birthday and I wasn’t going to tell her. So I’ve now said thank you but very late...my birthday was in June!
I’ve talked this situation over with a very old friend and he reassures me that I’m not actually going gaga. So that’s alright then. I think.
But I am certainly not the woman I was...this means I’ll be in good company on the next cruise....which is now looming large in my thoughts. We are going to land in Madeira this time and then on to the Canary isles....the weather should be hot and quiet but I have been watching the forecasts lately and the usual weather patterns seem to be doing their own thing. If we arrive in a storm I may just stay put.
I have seen many reports lately about the damage being done by the number of large cruise ships around the world. This does not make for comfortable reading. The last time I was in Venice I took the decision not to go ashore. It was very obvious that we were hated by the people who lived there...and I can understand why. From my sitting room window I see the big liners arrive in Falmouth regularly . There are not so many of them to cause resentment but the passengers do assume that they are free to roam everywhere....including the churches which occasionally get swamped by chattering crowds anxious not to miss anything. I used to turn out on these occasions but now I’m retired I am content to stay at home and pray. No damage has been done so far!
Getting on a ship going around the world is for me in old age a wonderful adventure. I am seeing things I never dreamed I would see....but if the price for that is too high then I may have to stop. It’s not good to have a moral compass! It makes me worry more than I need to !
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I am glad that you are not gaga, because by implication, I might also be.
An instance is today is my spouses birthday, land I forgot to get her a card, so I have just been frantically down to the Card shop, which thankfully opens early to get her a card, before she gets up.
I put my forgetfulness down to a crowded busy life, particularly yesterday where we had two church community events, back to back. A Coffee Morning with Charity Sale, followed by a lunch club. Hefting furniture, laying tables, making tea (fair trade) and Coffee perculated (fair trade) and than serving and sitting and eating with those who come, make for a frazzled day, as helpers were few, and the Vicar and Spouse were pressed into service instead of doing their normal circulating bit.
And the Vicar did the drying up - which was a bonus.
I came home tired, but ebullient about things we do to make those alone or bereaved have something to look forward to - but it saps my now elderly energy.
Not quite gaga just yet, but probably on the slippery slope with my big seven O birthday due in a few days and PTO letter is to be presented to me publically, which I could do without the reminder of increasing age.
It least I am no longer on PCC and the only meetings I now attend will be with the Ministry Team (all 3 of us) and perhaps with funeral families as that ministry expands.
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