Could it be the week of this summer flu that l have endured, or maybe it
is returning home from the weekly grocery shop only to find the laundry has
flooded from the washing machine hose which consequently has led to water
leaking through to the skirting and carpets in the study.
Quick stix….moving to move everything that is on the floor in the study
out of the study and into the rest of the house. Open the laundry door and
whoosh…water…everywhere still-reach for that fabulous mop that does a great job in drying the wet floor, continue to move the washing machine out and clean and dry under that. Yes that is why l am so tired. Then go into the bedroom and observe the dampness on the ceiling of what can only be the evaporative cooling somehow leaking into the roof. Why does it
all have to be so hard? Send reminder to myself to call the cooling specialists tomorrow to get up or into the roof to see what the hell is going on, all whilst worrying if and when the ceiling is about to collapse. That is when l am reminded of how frustrating it is somedays not having a member of
the opposite sex around to ease my burden of all this handiwork that needs to be attended too on top of my already extremely busy life.
As l m about to cry just because!! I am reminded of how lucky l am that l
still have my health, a fab life and a beautiful daughter to share it with. It could be worse and it isn’t, so really who am l to complain. Maybe
l need to call on someone from here2bhelpful to offer me assistance sometimes…oh yeah that person is me.