Hurrah! Mr A is back. At least his body is back, lying in bed sleeping, so I'm tip toeing round the house.
I was typing away when I heard this loud 'tap tap' on the window, or could have been back door. I thought it must be my grandaughter come for a visit.
So I open the back door and find 2 blue tits flying away in a flurry of wings.
They had been tapping at the window 'cos their feeder was empty!
Cheeky things! But oh so cute....

DINNER
Spag Bog
Salad a la Moi

Going for the quick n easy option tonight, though the salad does take effort and time it's always worth it.
Went 'Meals on Wheelsing' this morning, having 11 clients to go to, many of whom don't get out of the house at all.
I've just typed the same thing 3 times, and I've accidentally erased it with my moving finger on the laptop mouse.
I was just going on about one client who complains to every volunteer to delivers to her. Last moan was that the apples weren't peeled in the fresh fruit salad....
The meal she had today passed muster so she told me that on wednesday the chicken in sauce she had was awful, the sauce was just clear water.
Looking beyond the habitual complaining, I think she uses it as a way of communicating with people and has done it for a lot of her life. If you moan to someone about something, it's like becoming a confidante, especially if the moan is directed at someone else.
Despite her moaning about the food, I do like her but working with someone like her would drive you nuts.

Phew, managed to type that last bit without accidentally erasing it. Let's hope it stays there.
'Stay!'

It's been raining most of the day, what a change from those sunny skies of yesterday, mind you, it rained a bit then as well...I want to see some clear skies and sunshine! As it is, I keep having to haul the cushions from the 3 seater swing seat in and out of the house in case they get wet. Mr A has an objection to having a cover over it as he thinks it will look ugly in front of the house. on The seat is on the wooden deck which angles off the path in front of the house to overlook the sloping front garden. (Just so you get the picture and see it in your mind's eye).
Wheras I am more inclined not to be bothered, and think it's less hassle just to throw plastic over it in case it rains. At the moment I haven't found a cover big enough, so am toying with the idea of buying a tarp big enough and chucking that over it. However, if I do,
There will be ructions.

It would have been nice to have got some feedback from the short story I wrote recently, as I got just one response. I emailed it to Mr A and some friends and they all loved it, but then they would say that wouldn't they?
So, (hint hint) even constructive criticism is welcome, it's just the waiting I can't stand.
The incessant waiting, that dentist room feeling, it's like driving me mad! Mad, I tells ya. That mind-numbingly deathly cyber silence that makes me want to scream out loud!
(What? Me? Drama queen? Are you sure?)

Still haven't found any sherbert lemon sweets, so I had to settle for some sherbert centred hard boiled sweets. (Try saying that out loud a few times after a few drinks). They have just enough sherbert in them to cover a gnat's arse.

I think I am finding a similarity in my musings to the ever-complaining O.A.P lady that I wrote about in this post earlier. So that's why I like her! Because I am like her! Oh my god! If that revelation isn't enough to change my disposition (I like that word), from a moaning Minnie into a sweet little sunshine girl, then, well, I could start an organisation called Complainers Anonymous (C.A.) and even broaden the scope to incorporate F.A (Fusspots Anonymous) so we could all meet have a good old moan and fuss about things in general. Anonymously, of course.

So, the rambling has started, who knows where it will lead? Thoughts tend to wander (or is it wonder) when there is nothing more interesting to add....Well, it's hard to top the excitement of the failed sherbert lemon hunt after all.
Still, I'm going to perservere and see what the clockworking wheels and cogs of my mind come up with next.
Zebras. I wonder if they ever feel split between thinking whether they are black, or white? Or black with white stripes, or white with black stripes?
Here's another thing. Energy saving bulbs? I don't think so. It takes just as much effort to plug them in as it does ordinary bulbs.