What's my new favourite thing to do on a do eff all Monday? Put on a spooky ambience scene on the tube of you, light the candles curl up with Mr Kindle while Kev takes himself off to bedroom to watch the football in peace... Willow curled around my arm of the chair, getting the odd neck scratch as I read... Perfect...
Charlotte's Mother in Law ( who makes Kev the most wonderful cakes!) Has had a nasty fall doing untold damage to her face, broken nose, fractured eye sockets and cheekbones, you name it poor lamb. So Ian spent most of the night last night getting her checked over at the hospital. They went over again today to see how she is.
Even in the pain she is in, she sent over a big bag of apples off her tree, so Kev has been cooking them down, to make pies, sauce and crumbles. I can also have baked apples too! One of my favourite comfort foods and diabetes safe if done with honey or stevia instead of sugar.
You'll notice that I am slowly missing out blogging on days when I'm at work, until such time as I know more definitely what is happening and when I'll be told to go. I'm not jumping before I'm pushed, but it is like waiting for the hammer to fall if I am completely honest.
The upcoming holiday is keeping me sane and looking forward, but I still think my treatment by a company Ive worked for all my adult life is disgusting. I will never forgive them for this, and when the time comes to walk I will do so with my head held high. I've done my bit over the years, worked all sorts of hours, from 6am in morning and until 11pm at night. The one time I can't oblige and change to what they want, based solely on transport home, and they are willing to toss me aside like a broken doll, but ultimately they'll lose out.
So in future I'll try not to blog on the days at work unless something happens or I know more about my situation.
If you're waiting for salacious gossip then you are going to be disappointed, and if me banging on about going to Disney bores you, you have a choice, because I for one am excited about it, and the people who truly care about me will be too... I know at least one person we've upset over it, and frankly my dear I don't give a damn... Real friends are pleased for you, not pissed off because they've not made any money off you, or think that's all you talk about. I will no longer set myself on fire to keep other people warm. My happiness and my peace is what's important to me. There's a reason for a delete button on social media, use it if I'm not your cup of tea...
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