It's today!

 Merry Christmas everyone

Christmas.

 I met my son for lunch, he was falling asleep.

He'd spent the last few hours of his shift with a suicide attempt.

The person was talked down to safety eventually.

Not everyone's Christmas is merry and bright!

It's not a secret.

Y'day while Steve was out with his friend Bob, Betty phoned and asked if I'd like to go and get the cheap vegetables from the nearby supermarket.

I jumped at the chance, it's not far to the supermarket but lugging a load of heavy stuff home, even with the trolley is hard work.

It meant leaving Beano alone but I wasn't going to be long.

When Steve returned home he was full of all he'd done whilst out with Bob.

I tried a few times to tell him I'd been shopping and spent a whole £5.56 but I couldn't get a word in edgeways. Then he announced that his ears were sore and he was taking his deaf aids out. At that point I gave up.

This morning our supermarket delivery arrived, Steve puts it all on our bed, he puts away his food and beer, I put away the fruit and veg I've bought along with things like tea, coffee butter and cheese.

I got out all the veg I bought y'day  and wiped out the fridge, I re-lined the fridge drawer and  then I sorted the veg from y'day and today and put it all away. Steve wandered in and out the kitchen but didn't seem to notice there was more veg than he ordered.

He only eats potatoes and mushrooms so I don't think the green stuff registered with him

Food pantry

I've joined the local food pantry and today I visited for the first time. My daughter took me as it was my first visit and I was worried about managing as it was dark when we got there. Now I've been once I'll be ok.

I paid £5 for £20 of food, I got an assortment of tins, some tea, cheese, butter, stock cubes, mince pies and a slab of fruit cake, best of all I got a cauliflower and two sprigs of rosemary.  I shall cheat with the rosemary and use it as a Christmas decoration.

On 19th Aldi have their veg at 15p I shall buy a selection, this, with the tinned kidney beans, black beans and tomatoes will make some lovely casseroles.

It's a water day.

Bleurgh, I'm feeling sorry for myself, I spent most of the night lurching from my bedroom to the bathroom.

It's not that unusual an occurrence, I think a lot of it is stress, dealing with Steve can be hard work at times.

He really hates me making friends or going out so he is aggrieved that I manage to do both occasionally. Tomorrow I'm hoping to go to the Food Pantry despite Steve and some other residents telling me I shouldn't go.

I've managed to walk Beano twice, though the first walk was more of a stagger. I'm now on the sofa, under a warm throw and I'll probably have a snooze it two.

I shall stick to water today and hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow.

Remembering a past Christmas

A young lad, year 5, cast in the school play as rocking chair. He was supposed to remain quiet and just rock occasionally, instead rocked throughout the entire play  squeaking repeatedly. His poor mother, sat beside me tying herself in knots, glaring at him, praying he would stop squeaking.

Blogger is playing silly boggers

For the last few mornings when I go to blogger to catch up with new posts I get pages of old posts.

Sometimes these are up to seven years old, it's very confusing.