Well I’m up, dressed and ready....but I’m not quite sure what for! Monday is when my cleaner comes but I have no idea if she will actually arrive. I could phone her of course but she doesn’t need any pressure from me so I will just wait and see. And those two words cover most things right now. Waiting and seeing if anything happens is the best I can do at the moment. It’s not yet August...so we still have several weeks of uncertainty to navigate. It is easier I think to be on my own...it’s the just not knowing what to expect that makes it tricky. Yesterday I got a message from an old friend who lives about ten miles away saying she hopes to have a drink with me soon. And that would be good but we are a bit short on the details somehow.....is she coming here? Am I going there? A phone call would help but I’m reluctant now to plan anything definite...living with a vague notion of normality seems easier somehow! It’s beautiful weather again and all my friends with boats are trying to make up their minds...do they get them into the water or leave them on the hard? One man actually at sea now posts wonderful pics of the local bays still empty apart from his boat...all the other owners are still up country. There is a feeling of impermanence. And yet nothing is actually moving far. All my old friends are planning to arrive at some stage but nothing definite is being planned and I suppose that’s also normal for this strange period we are living through....I almost wrote struggling through but most of us who are old are not really struggling...just getting on with the stuff we can do . Wait and see....those words best express life during a pandemic...and I will....I’m just waiting....it remains to be seen what if anything I will see.
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I joined you in being up early to be at the supermarket for shopping follow which having dropped the shopping off, I sped to the Hospital where Jen is to drop off some clean linen, some magazines and a newspaper, She does love doing crosswords and between her spells of therapy and physio she has time to do other stuff. We now regularly text, email or video call on a schedule, so I know what her needs are. This morning I brought home some washing and things I had taken to her, which she didn't need.
I notice she still has her phone and nintendo game machine, which she uses regularly at home.
I have a plumber coming tonight to give me a quote to make our bathroom suitable for Jen's disabilities following her stroke. No doubt it will cost several thousands of pounds, but it needs to be done to ensure her safety and providing ways to use those facilities with ease of access and use.
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