Saturday 8th May
Oh dear. It's a bad day already and it's only just past noon. I've been trying so hard but, in John's eyes, I'm getting everything wrong.
He's been feeling very poorly and, as a consequence, is very touchy. Mistakes so far today:
1. Didn't pour his water out to let it warm because he's not supposed to drink cold drinks. Putting water in from the kettle to warm it is not an option because he doesn't like the taste.
2. Bought him some pyjamas and he didn't like the colour and didn't need them any way. As he is wearing his pyjamas more and more nowadays I thought it would be nice to have a new pair as the old ones are looking decidely tatty.
3. Bought him some ready meals. He didn't like the mini-pizzzas four cheese ones - would have preferred the pepperami. The cottage pies were too big, and so were the chicken hotpots.
4. He loves cake so I bought him some tiny fairy cakes in case he might fancy one. Response: "They'll only go waste!"
I love him dearly but this is really wearing me down. I'm only doing these things with the best intentions and I'm afraid I got a bit cross with him which made me feel guilty. It seems I can't win today. :0(
To add to my woes, my lovely granddaughter won't be coming round today as planned because she has a sore throat and I didn't think it was advisable to expose John to anything that might be contagious. I shall miss her cheery face and she always makes John smile.
