The week was work, rest and work as usual. Still loving the new job very much.
**Random Rant Alert** - *non MS*
Every night this week has been sitting in the lounge with the TV on unbearably loud each cuddling terrified puppy dogs. There simply isn’t a way we’ve found to ever stop the dogs being terrified of fireworks.
I know it makes me sound like a grumpy old mare, but bonfire night is November 5th, so the organised and disorganised displays on the 31st (Halloween) the 1st (2nd Halloween for midweek Our turn with the kids night) the 2nd (it’s nearly the weekend lets set some off when we get back from the pub night) the 3rd (It’s Friday let’s get this over and done with so we get the weekend to ourselves night) and the 4th (Saturday is more convenient for me, I don’t have to get up for work the next day night) drive me slightly nuts. Bonfire night is the 5th not whatever day in the general vicinity of a date is more ‘convenient’
Amber dog simply shakes and shakes uncontrollably, she’s glued to us huddled against us because she’s so terrified and when they go off she just whimpers - any firework it doesn’t have to be the big booming ones, just the whoosh of one going up in the air, and then Winston who’s protecting her runs around barking to let us know she’s terrified (we knew she’s in our lap) Nothing works to reduce the fear level, not the air diffusers, turning the volume up, cuddles, reassuring tones ….nothing can lessen her fear ☹
It makes me angry that other people get to terrorise my pets for days and days on end and apart from being there to comfort them, there is nothing I can do to make it better for them.
I know I’m an evil fun kill Nazi but I’d love to see people have to apply for and pay for licence in order to set off fireworks at a specific time and place. Fines for those who don’t have licences and chose to set them off randomly or at unsociable hours. Oh and perhaps part of the punishment could be making them set fire to £10 notes one by one with matches up to the value of the fireworks 😊
It really has been very quiet and uneventful all things considered.
There is something exciting (well it’s exciting to me – middle aged person that I am) …. We bought new pillows for our bed …… yes, I find this exciting - first world problems - and all that.
Stick with me here …. They are Bamboo pillows ….. and in no way ‘stick like’ – They’re light and breathable and not too warm, not too hard, not too soft, not too high or too squishy, as Goldilocks said, ‘they are JUST RIGHT’ I’ve had 5 of the best night’s sleep I’ve had in a long time since they were installed on the bed and at £28 per pillow rather than the £89 per pillow we have previously paid for Tempur ones they’re an absolute bargain.
A little more weeding was done over the weekend at the allotment just to try and get it ready for winter.
I’m even vaguely considering preparation for the ‘C-Word’ now that it’s the next thing on the horizon. Time to hump the Amazon Prime Free Delivery for all that it’s worth 😊
I’m randomly quite nervous / excited about a week on Friday. It will be monthly bloods time, but it’s a ‘BIG ONE’ this time – it will officially be 1 ½ years since Round 2 ….. it’s officially HALF WAY in the 5 years of monthly blood tests for lemmies. It feels like a ‘big birthday’ a 40th or maybe even a 50th, one of those that denotes you’ve made it up the hill of life to the summit the hard work is behind you, now you can sit down on your sled, slide down the other side with a drink in one hand and big fat celebratory cigar in the other and your hair on fire as you slide into the King of Hell’s reception room plonk yourself down on his lap saying ‘hi honey I’m hoooooooome – now what’s the WiFi Key?’ (well that’s how I see it in my head – but I think we’ve already established that what goes on in there can hardly be classed as ‘normal’)
Last but not least I guess I had better talk to Gareth about doing the VLOG thing in time for the 1 Half-way-iversary through the blood tests milestone.
I guess that will be done over the course of this weekend or next – sadly I don’t think I will manage to lose 2 stone, turn back 15 years of aging with a miracle one use face cream and get an awesome tan between now and then so ….
I’m thinking perhaps something filmed in the lounge with the dog-beasts in attendance, a cup of coffee, a bit of a recap of the story so far, random waffle …. And now my brain has left the building – I have no idea what to say at all …. It’s all blank …. ARGHHHH
I’ll think of something – goodness knows I’ve been sitting in here for 2 ½ years blathering at myself and goodness knows I’ve not run out of stuff to blather about yet 😊
Stay well, strong and awesome ladies and gents xxx
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