After several sad episodes this week I rose determined to ensure a successful day.
I was careful to make sure the kettle was filled with water, that I switched it on to boil, and that the tea and milk were in the cup before I filled it. Special care was taken not to spill tea over the (now very clean) laptop again.
I also placed my shoes near the door so that I would remember to put them on before leaving. Something I failed to do twice this week.
Impressed by my ability I continued my day by changing the bed, removing the new scarlet duvet cover after a month or so, and thrusting it into the washing machine along with the routine T-shirts and stuff. I selected a shorter wash slot, I put the 'Poundland' soap goo into the machine, switched on, and left it.
Being Thursday, (Thor's Day, named after the Norse God, why? Was it his day off?) I took the rubbish bag and the recycling bag down into the cold weather (only early 70s today) and dumped them in the appropriate smelly places.
Naturally, when later I made my lunch, I discovered so much veg in the fridge had gone off and another trip to the bins was required an hour later. My lunch was delightful, as long as taste is not required, reduced priced pork chops with tomato and cucumber. The choice based on whatever was lying around. It will do.
After this the washing machine cranked quietly to a halt.
I removed the bundle of wet, soggy material and dumped it in the west wing.
It was then I noticed a slight flaw in the day.
The white shirt, of considerable age and, to put it mildly, somewhat done, had changed colour to pink! Not wishing to be mistaken for a member of a 'Pride' parade this was dumped!
Also found in the heap was a once white, hankie, and several other items which had darkened or changed colour, not always badly it must be said. The scarlet duvet was untouched by this I am happy to say. Hanging to dry, it appears to have suffered no harm today. I might have to be wary next time...
Talking of mistakes, another vote occurred regarding selecting the person to lead the Conservative Party into oblivion at the next General Election. The crassly stupid Braverman woman has been removed thankfully. However, the crassly stupid and incompetent Liz Truss remains, and appears to be the 'Daily Mails' hope. Mordaunt, possibly more vile than Braverman remains in second place. The others, though I once had hopes for Tugendhat, will fail next time.
We have had Cameron, who we thought looked like a PM but wasn't one, was bad. He failed because he fell for the ERG ruse about Brexit. Theresa, equally useless, attempted not to be ruled by anyone, including those who spoke the truth and offered facts, instead appealing to the 'wide eyed loons,' and failed.
Then we had Boris.
I considered it impossible to find someone worse than Boris, but we have Truss, Mordaunt and Sunak in the lead! I tell you, this is a judgement on us!
Having done all, with little energy left (how do women do all these jobs?) I found I had a space in the freezer. Hmmm thought I, how about filling it with pies and Sausage Rolls, good ones? So, it was off to Murdoch and by this time next week the fridge and freezer will be, like me, groaning!
Good innit?
Oh, and another thing, never go food shopping when hungry!
Don't ask how I know...
