I've had a couple of days feeling rough, a bit under the weather.
No idea why, possibly stress, Steve is hard work to live with.
I saw my youngest daughter today which was nice, her daughter, my youngest granddaughter is now taller than me. She's not ten yet.
Despite Steve giving Betty detailed instructions about which days she can take me out. (Never on a Friday and only on days that give him enough notice to think of reasons why I can't go) She's booked us in for lunch on Friday!
