Post 569: Ducks in the house and a fast antibacterial delivery.
Whoosh! and it’s there is all I can say about the only interesting part of the day. However there were plenty of call of nature that on the face of it were not interesting but they were very exciting!
The night was a dam nightmare with any gurgle being taken as a 3 second warning 
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This was not funny at all but by midday I had reached a level of confidence that meant I wasn’t going to be a danger to the furniture and floors downstairs so I sat in my chair and held my bum-cheeks together with unusual intensity so I could “relax” and watch some medical drama on tv; something that made my little gastric problem a bit of a spot on spotty dog.
Anyway, I was thinking in the back of my mind that I wasn’t not as useless as I am right now if I do something to help my Darling in the day to day and weekly shop, why don’t I get jiggy with the shopping app that could bring me edible and non-edible goods from a local store. I was patting myself on the back like I’d split the atom before I’d even thought about how I’d do this easy and quick shop, but I’d get on with it right away.
I’m sure I was bothered by speedy, well as speedy as my body could go, trips to the loo while I waited for the download of the supermarket app, which I linked to my number on my loyalty card, which was simple then I had to fill out and confirm my email address with a secret code text to me on my fantastic iphone and that was it.
I was connected to the store with all my life long data and they now could in turn help me out with a simple and needed delivery, so I tried.
My mind went blank after I had entered the app anew and clicked on the Whoosh! button. What did I want?
I had a look over the page on my grubby glass face of my mobile when I noticed the time I was allotted and this was “my choice” after their suggestion, but the window that they would deliver was starting in 3 minutes and was a short time of 15 minutes. That’s a Gosh! not a Woosh!
Quickly I randomly flicked through the pages of stuff I didn’t want until I remembered air freshener. Yes that was needed immediately; for reasons I don’t have to explain, followed by bleach and bendy necked avians that freshen and kill bacteria in the big white seat I was frequenting regularly. With toilet wipes and a pack of Christmas serviettes (yes, a bit of a jump in thoughts there, I know) but these things have to be purchased too when you’re trying to fill up the basket and pay before the delivery window was over.
Bloomin’ heck, next time I’ll get myself together and choose a time that suits my slow finger inputs and slower cranial usefulness especially my memory. But the deal was done and the buttons pressed and the payment accepted, Phew!
Woosh!
The front door bell did its thing and made me aware of a delivery guy who had my shopping at my door less than 8 minutes from the time it was ordered, Woosh!
I gladly spoke the secret number to the delivery guy that had already given me a large heavy brown paper bag to me which he embarrassingly checked post haste and nodded and went back the way he came still talking on the phone to a mate of his the was more interesting than the secret number he didn’t worry about and the speed he probably had to get back to base. Who knows? All I knew was that on my own intuition I had saved asking my Darling for a shopping expedition for items I was running out of fast, except the Christmas serviettes of course.
What a cool service and what a quick way of getting a little bit of shopping.
I will now read up on how much you can ask for and put in my basket but I doubt I’ll be using it a lot but it’s definitely good for emergencies that’s for sure.
How happy am I, I’m a star in my own night sky ha ha.
While I was very pleased with myself for a while, I distinguished myself in the annuls of potty-moments of danger, not to be confused with Micheal Bentine’s “Potty-Time”, of course, which was one of my favourite tv shows when I were a lad. More on that later.
To tell the story breifly, if I can; The room was quiet and both my Darling and I were watching a Kdrama on tv when I felt an urge from the area between my cheeks (not my facial ones) so I struggled up as normal and stood up tall and confident that I was going to reach a destination of complete safety, safely and started the walk of 10 paces. But at every step I took I heard a duck that followed me all the way to the loo. When I got there and turned around the quacking duck had vanished to be replaced by my Darling laughing her head off.
Keep away from the bugs that are going round and watch out for those bloomin’ ducks ha ha.
Take care
