Sleeping well
This new exercise regime is leaving me sleeping well. I didn’t get Mum up at 6 asking where breakfast was yesterday. As it turned out she woke me and that doesn’t happen very often. Shadow and Aristotle were a bit cross as it meant their breakfast was late too. Aristotle takes being cross quite quietly, but Shadow had an awful lot to say for herself. We walked the same circuit yesterday and played the new game of ‘guess which cars are breaking lockdown’. To be fair, it’s not that difficult to work out with some of them, especially the boy-racers who pass you in one direction and then soon after pass you going the other way. Given we don’t live near any shops and they hadn’t had time to do any work, I’m guessing those options can be ruled out!
Objectives for the week
Mum has given me my objectives for the week. To be fair, my part is quite easy. I have to make her sit at her desk and do some work. She has to do the actually work bit, so has the harder job. She says the only way she will cope with Dad going back is to be in the middle of writing a book so she can live in a fictional world for a while. That gives me a couple of weeks to help her move into a new fictional world. She travels light, so there’s not a lot to move.
DIY
Of course, there is another side to Mum thinking Dad may go back in a few weeks. She wants help with all the little jobs around the house that she can’t do on her own. Neither she nor I are any good going up a ladder, so the outside bulb that needs changing has been waiting for a very long time. There is a knack to getting Dad to do jobs. We can only mention one at a time. If Mum gives him a list then he objects and doesn’t do any of them. If she only mentions the next one at least 24 hours after the last one is finished then we get them all done. It’s taken her years to learn that little trick.
Love
Wilma