Sort of, Maybe, Kinda, ish

20 Jul


I’ve had an up and down couple of weeks.  Nothing really specific, just one day rise and shine at 8am with a smile and the next drag my screaming carcass out the bed at 2pm just wanting to go back.  Like I said nothing specific to cause the rift and ride, some days good busy, some days annoyed by interruptions, everyday monotonous.

A neighbour was rushed into hospital two weeks ago, no one knows what happened but apparently a blood vessel burst in his leg and caused something of a right old mess.  He was given fluids and more blood, days of confusion and concern and this week he was well enough to be discharged from the hospital but by no means fit enough to return to his first floor flat and look after himself.  His family have found him a place in a nursing home, primarily for some weeks of respite care but they are hoping he will settle and agree to stay.  So dreadful what age, real old age, does to some people.  He will be much missed around our cul-de-sac, he was the one who put everyone’s bins out and away, he would sweep and bag all the leaves, tinker about the gardens, a proper helpful gentleman.

My closest friend has started her new job, even less time we get to communicate and I fear the physical distance, as well as the mental distance will diminish our closeness.  She is my wing man, my cohort, my gal-pal, I the Robin to her Batman, or the Cannon to her Ball we would get together at least once or twice a week and she’d come for a weekend at least every month, but this past two years has seen that dwindle to a visit once every three or four month, a phone call perhaps once a week. Unavoidable circumstances the cause, but it still sucks.

My nephew and his wife and son have [finally] moved into their first forever home, out of renting and into ‘our’ place.  They are busy unpacking, designing [kitchen and bathroom need replacing], settling in and getting to know their friendly neighbours.  I feel it is the start of a good settled period for them, great family bonding times ahead.  Rumour has it they’re working on baby number 2.

In a few weeks my Sister and her husband will be off on their two weeks cruise, exploring Turkey and Greece.  They are in the midst of lists of things to get, sorting out the attire [ashore wear, evening wear, deck wear], goggling places to visit when in Port.  Getting excited by the prospect of 4 ‘o’ clock ribs and sunshine on deck, nighty entertainment and the relaxation that is a holiday.

It feels as if the world is happening around the corner, I cannot see it and I cannot get there.  I am in my usual hovel, doing the usual chore, and the only difference between today and tomorrow is ……. erm …… errr ….. hang on …. ah yes, what inane drivel there is on the tv.

This is nothing unusual, i have experienced this kind of detachment before.  I thought about finding something new to lift and drive me on, but doing something simply to fill hours does not give you the right kind of drive.  I considered an online correspondence course, but have little enthusiasm or impetus to keep it up.

Right then spirit willing I’m off to twist some yarn round the hook a few dozen times, or just scoff a packet of wotsits.  Probably scoff the wotsits.


Posted by on July 20, 2012 in Uncategorized


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4 responses to “Sort of, Maybe, Kinda, ish

  1. la_spice

    July 20, 2012 at 2:37 pm

    Mmmmm …. in the doldrums …. thankfully it’ll pass and you’ll be lifted onto the crest of the next wave ~x~


    • amgroves

      July 20, 2012 at 2:40 pm

      Considering the current climate I will either be washed away a few dozen miles with an adventurous tale or drowned, lol.


      • la_spice

        July 20, 2012 at 4:07 pm

        *Throws a lifebelt*


  2. Bushka

    July 20, 2012 at 2:42 pm

    You like wotsits? Mmmmm…Good Companions…..:lalala: Sorry about your ‘good friend’……Hopefully, something/someone else might drfit into your life…;) Hugs! :)xx



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