No Surprise
– Yet another cunning stunt.
30- 8-23.
Nearly the
end of my week at home (the first of three weeks off) before the big day and there’s
no surprise yet again I didn’t sleep past five in the morning, so I braved the
world of breakfast (toast for those who are interested) and sat dejectedly
knowing I couldn’t do anything until the bride of Dracula rose from her pit, so
it was headphones and the classic Aerosmith albums starting in reverse from
Night in the Ruts back to the debut, I did a little light reading, and checked
the laptops were working fine and checking the numbers for the blog……GADZOOKS
they are through the roof, I have no idea why but yup a steady four figures
over the last seven days (and beyond if truth be told) to say that I’m gob
smacked and that flabber is well and truly gasted is an understatement, I have
no idea what’s going on!
The wife
ascended the stairs and all was well in the world she had a hair appointment,
so I decided just to keep pottering, annoying the little dog in the process but
in a nice way, he’s not a fan of the hoover, but he is of the microwave (that’s
because he knows his chicken is getting cooked) he’s a grumpy old man, a little
bit like me, there I said it before any of you keyboard warriors went there. We
decided to have pizza as a treat and all went well until I had a small episode
of my PTSD issues, thankfully nothing major but the first flare up in over a
year, I had to do my mental exercises to level it off, thankfully it wasn’t full
blown episode but it put a damper on the evening, I don’t even know what
triggered it, it just reared its ugly head and I was able to keep it at arm’s
length, I then snoozed like a zombie for the next hour and awoke feeling groggy,
it was like I had been on the drink, except I hadn’t! thankfully “Bob” didn’t tag
along for the ride, I don’t think I could handled both sensations at the same
time, I’m in a much better place than I have been in the last 41 years but its
still difficult went it happens!
The great
getaway can’t come soon enough, I was feeling punch drunk so I climbed the
wooden hill in the vain hope that a blanket of sleep would take me,
unfortunately because I had my snooze sleep it didn’t want to know me, I eventually
started to feel drowsy after an hour and I heard the wife starting to climb the
stairs as it was time to get in her coffin, I don’t recall much else as the
land of nod finally took me.
Inside the
Box – Yet another cunning stunt.
31st
August.
The
countdown continues, another early rise after a rather shallow night’s sleep
but I did feel refreshed after the previous night’s mishap, a good solid full English
breakfast, and I was raring to go (ok that’s a lie but I was full of good
intentions). Lots more music to sooth the savage beast I had done a couple of
playlists, so I went with the flow and thoroughly enjoyed them, I may just do
some more (oooh there’s a blog that will write itself…..maybe’s) some small
chores but there was a load of noisy twunts outside banging and hammering, this
could go wrong if the bride of Dracula decides to tear them a new one, thankfully
the coffin must be lead lined as she did rise from her slumbers, just as well.
A soak in
the bath was needed as the day was going to be busy as the little doggy was off
on his Holi Bobs to the wife’s cousin (who will spoil him worse than the wife
and that will take some doing but if anybody can do it, it’s her!) bath
complete it was time to load the car up, with the amount of stuff in the car I thought
we were taking him off to university, yes the car was that full, thankfully we
had left a spot in the car as we had to pick our youngest up, doggie dropped of
and a lovely catch up with the dog sitters the daughter treat us a meal at the
place that cannot be named for some Popeyes, and it was……nice, ok it was really
nice for chicken! We decided to go to Costco to fill the car and I was amazed
at how many people (cock wombles) didn’t know on what side of their car the
petrol cap was as they struggled to pull the hose across the top of the car,
unbelievable they walk amongst us or rather they drive amongst us! Because of
the queue we thought we would come back so we headed back to Gimpsville!
Back to
ours for a suitcase inspection by the youngest, thankfully we passed muster, we
jumped into the car and took the daughter off to her rehearsals (for Steel
Magnolias) in Mordor, mission successful and goodbyes achieved, we headed back
to Costco where the queues were thankfully smaller but the cock wombles were still out in force as I
watched a small Asian lady drag the hose over the top of her bloody big jeep as
we got closer I could see all of the damage done as it wasn’t the first time
she had attempted to climb Everest! It was wonderful to see the wife chuntering
onto herself about “Cock Wombles” I love how I can insert words into her
vocabulary and she doesn’t realise it lol, a swift return up the hills and
across the delta to Gimpsville, that place we call home!
A swift
visit to the brother to drop some house keys off, in the event of any
emergency, the daughter would ages as she lives miles away and my brother probably
about 800 yards, we stayed later than intended but it was good to catch up and
have a bit of a natter, we returned to an empty house suitcases packed and
tagged standing in the living room, this is it its really going to happen seven
weeks from deciding to do it and actually going we climbed the wooden hill with
no little dog to send off to sleep, fingers crossed for a lie in!
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