Gone as in gone home. Not gone as in ‘justifiable homicide placed under the patio kind of way!’ Believe me it would have been justifiable!
When I first met hubby, I used to hear stories about hubby’s mother, but I thought they were just that, stories. 16 years on and I know it is the truth!
I scrubbed, cleaned, polished and dusted in preparation for this VIP. I even put my new Union Jack duvet cover on the spare bed in her honour. (Any German should feel priveledged to sleep under such a fine flag, don’t you think?) Within in an hour of her arrival, I really wished I hadn’t bothered after she told me I was disgraceful, kind of set a tone for the next few days. She is the only person I know who arrives for a visit with her own butter, coffee, juice and custard creams! Hubby did sterling work taking them off out each day whilst I worked. A medal will surely be coming his way for his work with the elderly! Me? Well I ran! Thank you running! Monster returned home today, I can now continue to be disgraceful in peace!
Besides THE vist it has been an odd week, where I have not managed my hour lunch break, best laid plans and all that! Actually it was the dentists fault, mostly. Monday I went for an appointment, a follow up from treatment at Easter. On arrival they could not find my x-ray, I was sent home. Thursday I was called and told they could not find it at all, could I pop by for another x-ray? I did pop. When I say pop, the journey is an hour trip, so that was another lunch hour gone. On arrival, I was told they had found said x-ray! As the tooth has settled down I was sent on my way. Yes a miracle has occurred I have had two visits to the dentist in a week, my bank account and I have come away unscathed, this has never happened before in the history of Shaz’s teeth.
On the running front, I think I am getting there, finally. I even managed an 8 mile on Wednesday, along the river, the route chosen for its flatness. The added bonus to this mid week long run was that when I got home, all monsters had gone to bed. Thank you running.
This morning I managed another 30 seconds off my Killerton parkrun time. Boy it was hard though, so warm and humid. Honestly when I got to the end I thought I was going to vomit. I spent sometime with my head between my legs fighting the nausea. However ten minutes later I did manage a piece of Killerton parkrun 4th birthday cake! Can always eat cake.