Last Day of June

I was up early this morning to listen to my nephew again on Radio 4.  This time, he was talking about the woodlark.

I have failed with my list of things to do in June.  We did attend the concert we had tickets for but I didn’t finish the book, On Chesil Beach by Ian MacEwan, nor did I finish the blankets.  I did lots of light reading but didn’t seem to have the concentration to read anything meaningful and I’ve spent too much time crocheting with thicker yarn and hooks to be able now to enjoy using a thin yarn and small hook.   I must steel myself to get it all done in July.  

I’ve recently posted about things that make me happy.  Well, here’s something that’s made me decidedly unhappy.  I posted a week ago that my new shoes had been delivered.  I discovered today that Seasalt, where I bought them from, have got them in their sale at half price – £70 reduced to £35.  Even at £35 they’d have been the most expensive shoes I’ve ever bought!  And I haven’t even worn the damned things yet!  So I’m quietly fuming.

Marbles came in for an hour this evening.  He sat on my lap for all that time, just quietly purring in his sleep.  It’s so soothing.

Things That Made Me Happy Today (2)

Waking up this morning and remembering I’ve got a day off work.    I havent booked any any time off work so far in case I needed to use my annual leave throughout the year to supplement my sick leave.  I haven’t had to do that so I now have lots of leave to book before the end of the year.   So, I’ve decided to take a day off each week for the next few weeks in the hope that a shorter working week will leave me less tired at the weekend and I won’t spend most of the weekend dozing in my chair.

Proper coffee in one of my favourite mugs.   My younger son bought me this mug in Holland about three years ago when he went there on a lads’ weekend with a few friends.  I usually only drink proper coffee at the weekend, using this mug on Saturday and my best mug on Sundays but, as today was a holiday, I decided to treat myself. New shoes.   My new shoes have been delivered but, after craving a pair for so many months, I’m not sure that I like them.  They certainly look nice and, when I put them on they are very comfortable.  Until I start to walk in them.  It’s been years since I wore anything with heels, and I don’t just mean high heels, so I struggle a bit when I get mobile.  The thick sole doesn’t help either.  However, they’re the most expensive pair of shoes I’ve ever bought so I’m determined to get used to them. Tidying up.  When my husband has done the washing, he leaves my clothes on the settee in the bedroom for me to put away.  It always takes me ages to get around to it.  The thing is, I wear the same skirts and t-shirts for work throughout the week and the same casual clothes at the weekend so, every day, I just take my day’s outfit off the pile and by the end of the week, the clothes have miraculously gone.  I’ve decided, though, that this must stop and that clothes must be put away.  I’ve also decided that I need to tidy my wardrobe out to make room for this good intention.  So, from thisto thisand thisto thisAll that housework wore me out so I finished my day by sitting reading, crocheting and a bit of TV.

Things That Made Me Happy Today (1)

Waking up at a decent time without the need for an alarm call.  I was awake just before 6.00am and would, quite happily, have gone back to sleep for an hour but I hadn’t reckoned on the cuckoo clock.  I’d always wanted a cuckoo clock so my husband bought one some years ago as a birthday or Christmas gift.  It’s lived in a couple of places around the house but is now, for some reason, on the landing, just outside my bedroom door.  Although it’s battery powered, the cuckoo is light activated.  It means that it doesn’t go off through the dark hours of night but, come summer, as the mornings become lighter, it starts cuckooing at 6.00am.  That put paid to any thoughts I had about an extra hour’s sleep.

Reading in bed before getting up.  Ok, so it’s rubbish reading material but it’s just right for early morning or late night reading when I can’t be bothered to concentrate on anything more meaningful.  I started reading this magazine, or comic, as we’ve come to call it, 18 months ago.  I had, over the new year, had a couple of falls due to fainting so, when my husband went out to do the shopping one morning, he decided it would be unsafe to leave me alone in the house and I went with him.  I couldn’t manage to go round the shops with him so I waited in the car, having first complained that I’d forgotten to take a book with me.  This prompted him to buy me this comic.  Unfortunately the issue he bought had the first instalment of a 6 week serial in it so I had to buy the next 5 issues to find out what happened.  Halfway through this serial another serial started so I then had to continue buying it to find out what happened in the new serial.  And so it went on.  I’ve ended up with a subscription which renews every three months or so and I can’t be bothered to cancel it.

Getting my new glasses.  I’ve been under the care of the eye clinic at our local hospital for the last two years as my optician  wants to be sure that the cancer hasn’t spread to the backs of my eyes.  The consultant has advised me not to have my eyes tested while I’m still his patient, just in case there are any changes to my eyes.  I keep expecting to be discharged as the consultant is sure that my eyes are fine.  He hasn’t discharged me so I’ve had no choice but to ignore the advice as my glasses were becoming increasingly unsuitable.  The optician has told me that my prescription has ‘gone up by two steps’ (whatever that means) and I’ve got new specs.  What a difference!  I can finally see properly again.  Which a bonus, obviously. 

Being complimented on my appearance.  Well, not my appearance as such but my choice of clothing.  Today I’ve been wearing a new, red linen skirt and red/cream striped sailor top from my favourite online clothes shop, Seasalt of Cornwall.  I was also wearing a pair of matching red flip-flops.  Two strangers independently told me how nice I looked which, considering I don’t consider myself pretty, or even vaguely attractive was very flattering.

Having a Cornetto after my tea.  My weekend treat is a Cornetto after tea on Friday and after lunch on Sunday. 

Spending time with Marbles.  It’s been a couple of days since I last saw him so it was nice to get him indoors for some quality purring time with him.

It’s surprising, when we put our minds to it, just how much we have in life to be thankful for.

Keeping Cool

Marbles has been a sensible cat today.  He’s either stayed in his shed or in the conservatory, staying cool.  He’s got plenty of water but is off his food because of the heat.
I’ve been wandering around the garden, looking at stuff and regretting not being more active out there earlier in the year.  Last year my sister acquired an interest in gardening and a bit of healthy competition developed between us.  Our mum bought us a plant each.  We both managed to keep them alive over winter; this is hers now

and this is mine

A bit of TLC for this beautiful plant earlier in the year and I, too, could have had it flowering by now.

I’ve also come to the conclusion that, no matter how suitable they are for gardening, Crocs are the sweatiest, ugliest shoes ever to be invented

It’s been too hot to crochet today.  If I had done any I wwork I’ll have either continued with this blanket 

or this bag

It started life as a Mochila style bag but I got so tied up, literally, with the colour changes within a row that I gave up after less than one row and converted it to a striped bag.