Blimey, I'm cream crackered!
It's been a busy old week.
On Monday morning, we med builder number 1, to discuss our sunken path and driveway. Our daughter and two children then arrived from Cumbria on Monday afternoon. The kids were 'full on' as, aged 11 and 9, they were tired of being on the train for so many hours. Our daughter, likewise! My husband became unofficial taxi driver until they went back ye.sterday as we went back and forth between our son's house umpteen times, mainly with only our daughter and grandson as granddaughter had blagged sleepovers with her cousins.
On Monday we BBQd before taking everyone to our son's and we were very late back. Bed at stupid o'clock.
On Tuesday morning, we had builder number 2. Later, I went on my scooter to my Pulmonary Rehab assessment which lasted an hour. The scooter ride took 20 minutes each way. I got home in time to discuss our sunken footpath with builder number 3 and then we went to the seafront in the evening and walked a little way from the car to Harry Ramsden's for dinner (everyone, son's family too) and then walked to the Pier for ice creams and back a bit further to the car, then to our son's house again. Eventually home for another long night and bed at 2.00 am.
On Wednesday was the Great Day! My husband's 80th birthday and the reason for the flying visit from Cumbria.
I thought I'd made it 'easy' and 'relaxed' and, for everyone else, it was! 20 of us had lunch in a nice hotel then all came back to ours for tea. I'd ordered sandwiches and sausage rolls and we had loads of cakes and the birthday cake and there were 25 people (others had come just for the 'tea' bit) including 7 children. It was really lovely, but I hardly got to sit down until eventually, my son came and said, 'Mother! Sit!' which I obediently and gratefully did, and he and his wife took over the rest of the drink making, washing up, tidying bits away etc and everything that has to be done at a party, but everyone thinks the fairies are doing! Lol!
Everyone had finally left by about 9.00 pm and we had to do the final clearing up as the kids had made quite a mess with sausage rolls (flaky pastry) and there was glittery confetti everywhere ( thank you, dearest daughter!). Also there was a lot of stuff to be put away again.
So yet a third night of 'stupid o'clock' and an asthma attack at 3.00 am! My husband woke, said, 'Are you alright?' to which I gasped, 'No!' and the b**** went straight back to sleep! Thankfully, ventolin did the trick and, once I could breathe again, I went back to sleep too.
But we had to move ourselves yesterday morning as our cleaner was coming at 10.00 am. I suddenly realised that we had no cash and so I went up the road to get some. 'D' cleaned through the bits she could get too ( daughter and children's baggage and trappings still being packed) and said a cheery, 'Goodbye!' at 11.15 am, after which we sat in the garden with our daughter and grandson for a while before making a sandwich lunch.
Then it was a drive to our son's to collect granddaughter ( who was not ready - surprise, surprise! ) and a swifter drive to the station where we waited to see them off on the train!
It didn't stop there as we hadn't had an opportunity to buy something for our son's birthday which is not until 13th but which he will be celebrating on holiday in America. We've been invited to go over and see them all this evening, so couldn't go empty handed. So it was a trip around the Beacon in Eastbourne and eventually got some thing that 'would do'!
Sainsbury's delivery arrived and we got that away and after that I know nothing until 11,30 pm when I woke up and went to bed!
This morning I have a blood test followed by an appointment with the Diabetes nurse then this afternoon I am at the Flower Club garden party.
And THEN, dear friends, I intend to sit down, put my feet up and do b***** all for at least 24 hours!
Phew! What a week. Nice while it lasted but ...!