It was a good day and P met up with us at Shipbourne Farmer's Market. We bought some nice produce and some cheese and olives and baklava. So I managed to cook for P and mum and we had a nice meal out at an old favourite pub of mine from the old days.
P and I were OK today and had a lovely time but she has had to go home tonight. I'm dropping my mum off tomorrow so that my daughter L can take her home which is nice of her - my mum has all sorts of traumas about this and L driving in the dark and goodness knows what else! She's making up disaster after disaster for not going. For me it can't come soon enough - I love my mum but a week and a day of this has been over and above the call of duty - honestly - I nearly lost the plot twice today - it's the insane advice and how to do things I get all the time. I become flabbergasted with it as I'm trying to drive "watch out for that lorry!" "What, that huge great big white thing behind me?" FFS I can see it and I'm not likely to reverse off my drive at high speed into it! I've actually been distracted a couple of times and ended up missing turns and going back around roundabouts and told her to stop it as I don't need the distraction.
I will at least be able to go to P's place and relax a little tomorrow night and spend the weekend with her - that will be nice.
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