Well I am back after a strange convoluted journey home through absolutely Biblical rain and partly flooded roads. Up early albeit not too early I suppose and slept in my own bed which means that I am not aching as much - the guest room is good but the bed was very soft and so I ached - my hip was particularly painful and this morning my knee was a little twingey too. A long drive perhaps?
Visiting my 89 year old mum was nice but she really isn't that mobile and we didn't go out but did participate in something called 'Rummikub' with some of her friends - an interesting game. The independent living accommodation is an interesting concept but I have to say I don't particularly like it but there you go. It just adds to my current state of mind and whilst I feel OK at the moment, it is just OK. I at least managed to get good sleep last night and just up a couple of times.
The biting insects continue to plague us here so we will need to get the repellent out and use that. Very annoying and my OH, bless her, has had a few days off and now back here and the little monsters have started to bite again. It's been the perfect weather for them!
As for me, I think I need to reset myself (again). It is easy for me to fall back into my inward thinking, morose thought ways. Whether I can do that or not remains to be seen. It's just a case of keeping some discipline and sticking to 'the plan' which I haven't fully got at the moment.
The things that defined me no longer do. Work and all that surrounded work disappeared and I hadn't planned for retirement mentally. I'd done the long term stuff in terms of retirement funding but the loss of anything to do with day to day living passed me by which is unusual for me. It starts now, I know what I know and what I don't know so it is a matter of dealing with that.
The other things that are haunting me are growing old, given I see my mother's struggles and can do very little about them. Seeing her struggle is awful and she lives a long way from me so I end up with short visits like the last four days. I couldn't get her out of the flat this time either but the weather was partly to blame for that.
Anyway, I need to face up to all of this and cut out the anxiety and morbid thoughts I am having. The brain can be so self-destructive I find. Why? I have no idea.