Work. Day started badly with a walk up to Parliament Street because the trams weren't running! It gave my leg ( and me) something to complain about.
Other than that an OK shift, the usual Sunday Zombies peppered with the lovely chatty regulars.The bonus was the shop emptied pretty quickly and we got away on time.
We got home to another thunderstorm, again, nothing much a few rumbles and a bit of a downpour. Cooled nothing down and it was another night sleeping on top of the bedclothes.
As you know not all my blogs are just a diary of events, sometimes they are a place to vent, sometimes a place to share my observations of things and people around me. I think it's safe to say that if you read my blog on a day to day basis, you'll realise I don't lead a glamorous life, nor do I pretend to. But I am happy most of the time, an awful lot happier than I used to be, yes, I have my moments and people test me, including those I love. But, I'd like to think I handle it better than I did, let's say back when we had the pub. Then I was unsure of everyone, and was in hindsight right as very few in the end were worth that trust. If you need any proof of that, take a look at my friends list there are perhaps no more than half a dozen that come from around that era, and for good reason. The few that are still either stood by us, or helped us in some way or proved they cared rather than stabbed us in the back while we were down.
But, in general, life is good, we enjoy our days in the week together, doing what we want. The simplicity of our days, pleasing ourselves, and not worrying about pleasing others suits us. And, despite my now obvious mobility limitations, we have the ability and resources to go pretty much where we like. If we get up and decide we want a day out we do. Not something we could do for a long time, but we can now.
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