Its another Friday and I have slept deeply, by the time I am fully awake my partner is on the way out to meet a friend for morning coffee. The builder badgers are cracking on and the electric badger has also arrived to put lights into the patio. I take my vitals all good) and get up for breakfast. The badgers are a hive of activity but it is clear that the builder badgers are running out of paving bricks so they are waiting for a new delivery. It is a moment when I realise just how much in terms of materials is going into the whole project. The electric badger moves on quickly. I am now waiting for the Americans to send me the publication copies of the manuscripts we have been working on.
Having taken the badgers coffee I spend time starting up the blog and then recoding a video letter to a friend. As the rain slows the builders down I get ready to go to the chiropodist. I almost miss my time as I had it in my head that my feet were going for their treat at two thirty but when I check my diary I am taken aback that its actually two fifteen. I drive swiftly, actually fast to the next village and phone my chiropodist to let her know I am going to be delayed. Actually I am not too late and so I am able to indulge in a relaxed way as my chiropodist sets to work on my feet is a real treat, and difficult to explain. After every session my feet feel elated and provides a genuine lift to ones step. I drive home via the post office office and send my video letter off to arrive tomorrow. With my paper tucked under my arm I drive towards home but I have to park across the road as I can still not get onto my own drive.
Home and I while time away doing the crosswords for the day. Once again I get through them without Google help so maybe its time to move on to more challenging crosswords, the Times perhaps. The evening arrives, the badgers have left having built a new front door step, the house no longer has a big step in and out of it, another unexpected benefit from having the drive done.
The evening is food and TV, not exciting but tonight is all I can manage as I am out of spoons(energy). My feet feel good but the rest of me is not so chipper. I check my emails and to my surprise the Americans have sent the publication manuscripts back to me to do a final edit on and to do the final proof read. I won’t manage that tonight so I have a the weekend to do that. The weekend is going to be busy as we can start to sort out the garden and give the garden guy a chance to get to grips with the overgrown grass. For now its time to take my night meds, down load the new manuscripts and head for bed. Life is just a contrast of light and dark right now.
