I thought that yesterday I had been so good and productive. The laundry was done, the dishes were done, even the fridge was defrosted. I had tackled the mind tedium of resizing, © marking, stcg logo adding of the photos of the recent tour leg and wrangled with the ftp thingy-me-doo-flip to get everything up on the server and published. The bathroom has been tidied, the bedroom stuff had been put away. In between doing all that, I even did my Tesco grocery shop to be delivered as usually between 11am and Noon today, Monday.
My face had a pleased expression as I settled beneath the duvet of jobs well done.
My Sister arrived a little later than intended a she had been on “Nana duty” first thing, we had coffee an a natter and googled the answer to a question. When she said “I’ll start lunch”, I thought weird no grocery delivery and it was almost coming towards noon. How usual for them to be so close to time, often I get a text if they are running late.
For some unknown reason I checked my emails which the confirmation emails go to .. and discovered
I had clicked for the delivery to be tomorrow, Tuesday.
My Sister fell into fits of laughter at my ‘senior moment’, relishing the joy she’d get telling her husband when she got home. I compounded matters when she suggested crisps and i asked for Quavers, when she said there weren’t any, I replied “Didn’t Tesco bring my crisps?”, she looked at me and started to stifle a laugh …. it still took several seconds before the penny crash landed.
Think I’d best go to bed, I am not safe to be on my own today.