Tuesday and I wake to my partner going to work and a quite house. I cannot dawdle this morning as Tesco are going to deliver today early so I do not check my cyber litter or my vitals, its straight to the kitchen and breakfast making for me. While I nibble away I check my messages and sort out my work space. My eldest daughter goes off in an Uber to see the doctor and then Tesco arrives with the order they failed to deliver yesterday. I unload and squirrel the goodies away. My eldest daughter returns with prescriptions so I head for the chemists before they close for lunch time and do the required juggling. The antibiotics are not available till later so I will have to wait and see, but I do get a prepaid card in case there is a need for repeat prescriptions. I get a call from a friend who is out and about doing chores after birthday that meant treating the family for nits. It is one she will not forget in a hurry. We chat for a while comparing notes about raising daughters who are a few years apart and that awkward period where the age gap makes a difference to so many things. I just finish the call when the garden guy turns up so there is coffee to make and a conversation to be had about moving things about to accommodate the the drive way work we are having done. I agree to draw pictures of what will go where to give him a plan and offer him more tine to do it in one go if he wants to. I leave him to get on with trimming the bamboo and get myself lunch.
On my trip out I have acquired a paper so I settle down to do the crosswords and have lunch. During the afternoon my friend rings again for a short chat before she goes to collect one of her daughters. I read for a while, my new gifted book, The Travelling Cat Chronicles by Hiro Arikawa. At some point I jot a new poem. It is a struggle to maintain my concentration so I watch another episode of Shogun before my partner returns from work to be followed shortly by her friend who is staying overnight. The outstanding prescription for my eldest daughter has not come in so I go to the shop to buy mouth friendly food as the infected mouth ulcer is giving her pain. Once I have returned home my partner and friend go out for a meal to be followed shortly by my eldest daughter, who goes for a drink with a friend. So I am alone for the evening which I fill with pasta and appallingly bad film.
Eventually everyone returns and I finish drafting the blog, take my night meds and go to bed to read. There was a lot I intended to do today but it feels like to day has been one of keeping things organised. Even the simple thing of installing the replacement extension lead for the laptops have taken time. A day of the ordinary maintenance things that make up the mundane can drain me of energy spoons. So I go to bed to take my vitals, read and slip into the ocean of sleep hoping for time tomorrow to write letters, sort out laptop speakers and map the garden and the movement of plants. The blessing of the day is that my cancer did not impinge as much as usual and that makes it a good day, I am hopeful that tomorrow is similar.
