I cried a bit this morning - mornings are the worst when I wake up and realise it's not a bad dream and he's really gone. Keeping busy is the answer so I signed and stamped all the letters I'd typed last night informing people of John's death - at least I've made a start but there's still a long list of people to tell (they're not so urgent so they can wait).
Planned to spend the day with my lovely friend Pat who I'm going on holiday with on Friday. She arrived at 11 o'clock and we had a cuppa and ventured out. I'd made an appointment to look at a mobile home - yes, I'm thinking about moving but wanted to look at one before I make my decision to sell the flat. Perhaps I'm jumping the gun, considering how the market is, but we did see a lovely home, pristine and ready to move in to, on a lovely retirement site that permits pets and very central. Giving it some thought.
Then we went to the beach and had fish and chips at my favourite cafe, just as John would have liked them - big fat chips and crisp batter on the fish. Gemma had a sausage which I ordered specially. A lovely walk and then a trip into town to post the letters and visit the local book shop where we bought a couple of games to take on holiday - Othello and Yahtzee and a pack of cards. Then a cup of coffee and a piece of cake and back home.
My daughter and son-in-law came round to fetch my suitcases down from the loft - I HATE lofts! We had a cuppa and talked about John - they both thought the world of him. When they'd gone Gemma and I settled down to toast and Marmite and watched Emmerdale. Then I did some ironing for my holiday - haven't touched the iron in weeks so there was quite a pile.
So, here I am. Telling you all about how I've spent my day. Hope you're not too bored! :0)
Tomorrow I'm planning to go back to my writing class for the first time in weeks. I got a lovely card signed by every member of the class the other day so I'm really looking forward to seeing them all.
