DVT DAY239
Tuesday, bin out day, but first I find myself snoozing late and to my surprise my partner is also there, she having told work that she was having the day off to recover. Good for her, its timely and needed. I get up and make myself a bacon bagel to start the day and to wash my drugs down on top of. Wallpaper has arrived and I take a look. To my dismay one of them is not the fetching teal version I thought I ordered but the pink coral version. So a phone call, a reorder and a return label completed later I’m back on track. I spend a bit of time checking email and sorting some admin odds and ends before heading off to the garden to fill the bird feeders.
What I regard as my banker to get into heaven, feeding the birds turned into a tragedy. My fantasy is that as I am being weighed off at the doors of heaven and being told “you’ve been a bit of a bastard its hell for you”, I blurt out “but I fed the birds”, to which the response is “fair enough up to the boring light and eternal chorus of hallelujah for you then”. I digress. I open the shed where I store my bird feed in a large plastic box with a lid to protect it from vermin. There is a well nibbled number of holes in the lid, I am suspicious. On opening the lid I find the sad sight of four small field mice dead. The irony of irony the poor things died in their food heaven because they could not get out to drink and died of thirst. I lift them out carefully and take a picture. I dig a small grave, pop them in, and then create a mound over which I put an upturned decorative pot. It felt like the least I could do. I filled the bird feeders and when I came to close the shed I left the lid off the food box, I could not face the thought of any more creatures dying in the same way.
I return to the house and and set about putting together a digital booklet of the Enabling Environment standards. What always looks simple always turns out to be more complex, so I spend hours converting documents into different formats and then trying to make the online software do what I want it to. Eventually after a long struggle I got something that might be useable. It was intended to be a pilot to explore what could be done in the future and to give the team some ideas. If your interested the link is below:
https://simplebooklet.com/enablingenvironmentsstandards
Time to train. I go to the garage and strap myself into the rower. Its a hell of a session that I break into to two fro survival reasons. What was good was a brief call with a friend as she went pick up her daughter from school. It gave me good reason to take a much needed breather. I finish my session and change while listen to phone messages. Its time to eat tea and write the blog. Some TV tonight and some preparation for my meeting with he YMCA will see me through to my end of evening coffee and drugs.
