Wonder-Woman Wednesdays

I have so many things that I need to get through today, my day off at home. (Some essential, some for the sake of cleanliness and harmony and peace of mind for the rest of the busy week.) I don't think I'll get through everything but a list always helps.  Hopefully going back to public to-do lists will keep me motivated. It's wonder-woman wednesday (and this wonder-woman would quite like to go back to bed, stay still and knit. Oh dear.)

Here goes:

Write note to Elders of church, send someone to check over
Open Pat's Greenhouse and water her garden as she's away 
Pull Pat's milk out to defrost
put bread in bread maker to give to 1/2 to pat coming back from holiday and 1/2 to Laura at cell - 
fail! Switched on machine, left bread pan (with mix in) on the side, came back into the kitchen to find it smoking. oh.dear. shall we try that one again? (whimpers, please be okay bread machine)done!
Hoover stairs
Dust lounge & piano
sweep porch
Hoover hall
Wash up
Make stew in slow cooker
make rice pudding or fruit crumble (maybe both)
Get parcel ready
Go to-co-op to buy stuff for baking
get birthday card for Matt
Post parcel    All fallen victim of the dead car battery
Make biscuits and other baked goods for cell group - Brownies?    Vanilla cupcakes
Plant potatoes
Water my plants
find out how to save dying orchid
Plant herbs
Plant tomatoes
find quotes for car service - two requests sent 
buy touch up paint for car stone chips
find out what time Pat needs picking up 
pick Pat up from train station this evening   had to have help & a lift - car battery as dead as a dodo
remember to give her bread 
bring cherry tree and apple tree back down from Pats - delayed until Monday due to sick Cherry tree!
change bed
dust room
clean bath
have shower / pamper feet (keep bath clean)
file nails
email supervisor
phone Grandma
Phone Mum
music practise at 6:30pm - thwarted by dead car
Cell social at 8pm - remember to take baking
Give laura bread
Bible Study
check on Tricia
find out number of someone from church promised to text
text her

email Mike&Wendy
Laundry
Hand-washing
Iron some things so I have clothes to wear for going away on the weekend.
Find some craft bits for Scrapbooking demo at church
Clear out car from kid-chaos
Find out Angela's new address email sent
email baklava recipe to someone from church/find their email address
email/print claiming back bank charges for someone at cell group
order missing connector for hearing aid monitor
fill in and send incidental mileage form for breaks
figure out why payslip has less hours than I recorded and more expenses!- email sent to offiice, none the wiser yet though!
email head office about getting letter confirming my training
pay council tax?
remember to take anti-inflammatories every 4 hours 5/6 


anyone else feeling tired after that?

It's oh so quiet.....

 

{sunset over Snettisham Nature Reserve, Norfolk}

Firstly: has anyone else seen glorious sunsets the last few days, thanks to the volcanic ash in the atmosphere? We've had some beautiful and intensely coloured sunsets for this time of year in the East of England. It reminded me of the wonderful sunsets we used to watch over the wash when we lived in Norfolk. Alas, no sea here. We have also been enjoying the peace of no planes stacking or coming into land.   I hope you have had the chance to be still and watch the sun in all it's glory this weekend. Spring and the sunsets have made me so glad to live with such beauty. I feel that as long as I can still see the beauty, stand still and watch the sunset, or the moon rise that life will always have joy in it, whatever else happens.

Secondly:  I am aware of the time, and I haven't broken out in vampish tendencies (any more than usual).

I should be soundly asleep, especially as I'm starting training for my new job tomorrow. Frustratingly my pelvic infection (thanks surgery & mirena coil) is not clearing up as quickly as my doctors would like. Today it has been very painful (possibly due to the prodding this morning) and I am back on four-hourly antibiotics and painkillers.  At the moment I am in too much pain to sleep, so I have been listening to Enya and  waiting for some codiene to take effect.  The doctor thinks that my excruciating pain has  been  due to cysts bursting.  Thankfully, I have an appointment for Wednesday morning to attempt removal of the mirena IUS, and I stand a chance of things being calm enough for it to be successful. It wasn't this morning, so I have more antibiotics and more anti-inflammatories.

I'm technically signed off work for the week, but I can't face phoning into a new employer ill on my first day. As it's only theory-based training and sitting still for five hours I am going to do my best to go and stay for the whole session. I also need to start doing *something* more than sitting still all day.  I''m not on the rota for any more training this week, so maybe I can negotiate that I start very slowly until I'm back at full strength. As for my other job, I think I shall just have to see what happens Wednesday morning. I may need to be seen at the hospital if the mirena is imbedded or playing hard to get. If that happens I will not be in any state to look after myself, let alone my special children.

Apart from a crash course in gynaecology, I have been doing many things (and yes,  a few I shouldn't have been)  Planning, dreaming, organising,making lists, and more lists  mainly. More on that later. 

But for now, a question.  What do you want to have achieved in six months time? Something practical? Something spiritual/emotional? What is your heart's desire for the coming months?

 

There is always another story....

Why are first posts always so hard to write?

This is hardly my first blog post, I've been on blogger for a long, long time (before it was ever blogger, or anything to do with google): and as such have failed dismally to import my older blog here as I'm utterly locked out. No matter. Sometimes it's time to start again.
I'm a very different person than I was ten years ago (ten!) when I first started writing on the internet, it's time to start a new page in my story.

Lately I've been finding it hard to write. Online yes, but also on paper. I don't know why it has been so hard, writing had always been my lifeline but the words did not come. Even music sounded hollow to me at times. I set up the blog to start writing at the beginning of this year, but still the words didn't come. It was still winter.

Now I feel as if I'm waking up from a long sleep, waking up with the spring. The things I thought I'd lost are re-awakening.

Perhaps it's the spring, perhaps it's having a wonderful weekend with close friends filled with laughter and love, but the ice has melted and the words are free to flow now.
Here's to new beginnings, and here's to W.H.Auden.

At last the secret is out,
as it always must come in the end,
the delicious story is ripe to tell
to tell to the intimate friend;
over the tea-cups and into the square
the tongues has its desire;
still waters run deep, my dear,
there’s never smoke without fire.

Behind the corpse in the reservoir,
behind the ghost on the links,
behind the lady who dances
and the man who madly drinks,
under the look of fatigue
the attack of migraine and the sigh
there is always another story,
there is more than meets the eye.

For the clear voice suddenly singing,
high up in the convent wall,
the scent of the elder bushes,
the sporting prints in the hall,
the croquet matches in summer,
the handshake, the cough, the kiss,
there is always a wicked secret,
a private reason for this.