Well as we head towards xmas tied to vain hope that all will be well , im still here , not here much because im busy with various projects of a crafty nature , plus everything is so depressing online . I missed 3 days to read a good book and somehow accumulated 300 emails all about Black Friday and i cant say i was tempted to open a single one, i get so much email just because i do a lot of competitions , i sit and freeze in here while tea cooks im waiting for my dumplings to swell is the only reason i would be in here its 5 degrees which with a wooly hat and thermals is pretty tolerable . Then its the time of year that mould wars get serious, never ending moping of condensation if we gave up breathing there wouldnt be so much says the surveyor but it forms on every surface you dont wipe down . sons bedroom is the worst he gets a three inch strip along the outside wall his bedroom stinks of bleach and vinegar . All you can do is keep on moping and store everything in airtight tubs and containers i sometimes think it looks a bit like a warehouse with all the plastic crates .
On the mummy front i have waited a week for them to contact me about this huge meeting over mommy dearest, not a thing have i heard and nobodies answering the phone or messages . My cousin toddled to the hospital , struggled to find her bacause she had moved yet again , which if someone is confused why would you move her to another ward every few days? I gather she had to apologise to the staff on the last ward , not sure how they managed that , ive never had an apology in 50 years . I think they are assuming she has angry dementia not that she is bleedin horrible and talks to everyone like that . Unless your one of her chosen ones