Best Laid Plans ........ in Scottish Meanderings

Well if ever there was a case for a Kindle I think this is it!

Library books finished, I raked in the bookcase for something decent to read and found Monica Dickens’ autobiography ‘An Open Book’. Well it was tad more open than I expected and resulted in the mess you see above because reading it involved trying to hold about 10 pages at a time before they threatened to cascade all over the bed due to the fact each one I read just came away in my hand when I turned it over!

I’ve had it as long as many of the other books in my bookcase and have only read it a couple of times so goodness knows what’s happened to it but I think it’s finally given up the ghost and is destined for the bin. It seems such sacrilege somehow to throw a book away these days though - especially a good one!

Em ...... could someone tell me where I’m supposed to go??

And so when I locked the cat flap in order to get Willow into the cat basket to take him to the vet that was basically a waste of time then??

{Photo of knackered cat flap but can’t find it on pc}

I’m surprised he’s got any head left ......

I ended up having to take the door off altogether so am keeping my fingers crossed the weather isn’t awful until Sunday when I can get another one!

My first busy week disintegrated in a haze of stomach bug eruptions of which I’ll spare you the gory details. Lily had it last week and I babysat her on Thursday and Friday because she couldn’t go to nursery. On Saturday I was fine which was just as well as I had a night out in the evening - Sunday was an entirely different story though and before you start tutting, no alcohol passed my lips the previous evening in the slightest so it definitely wasn’t that. I had to try and catch up with housework as much as I could before college on the Monday though so I plodded on doing everything in Very Slow Motion then dragged myself into town the next day feeling like death warmed up.

I lasted out until 2.30 then had to go home. Unfortunately the course wasn’t quite as wonderful as it was hyped up to be and couldn’t quite penetrate the extreme nausea otherwise I might have been distracted enough but I’m glad I made the effort to get there on the first day nevertheless.

Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday were spent feeling very sorry for myself and wishing there was another pair of hands to help out or just let me be ill. This is one of the downsides of living on your own - although great most of the time it does mean you’re Chief Cook, Kitchenmaid and Bottlewasher and sometimes that gets wearing. I also steeped myself in guilt and irritation through not being able to do what I’d planned - work’s really busy and there was a committee meeting on the Wednesday night which I might have dragged myself to had I not been awake the WHOLE of the previous night - I knew it would have helped them a lot to have someone take minutes. Nikki was also ill with a virus the whole week and needed me to help out with Lily but there was just no way and of course missing a day of college was annoying because it’s such a short course so a lot is covered each day.

Women are so good at guilt aren’t we?

It didn’t help that Willow had something dreadful going on with his backside, bits of which he kept depositing all over the house, Trooper had diarrhoea 2 nights running involving me getting up at stupid o’clock to let him out and my bedside light blew a fuse one night resulting in a mad dash to Homebase with 10 minutes to spare before they closed to get a new one.

Choosing one took 2 minutes - trying to find out which kind of bulb it took a total of 8 minutes and 4 shop assistants. Seriously.

Hopefully next week will be a calmer one all round.

Last updated March 29, 2018