This has been a week of mixed blessings.
On Saturday my daughter, son-in-law and three grandchildren moved to France. This is a very exciting time for them all and a very sad time for us. We will miss them and, on a very superficial level, will now have to find somewhere else to go for breakfast on a Saturday and a new venue for our summer pool parties. Pretty difficult in view of the fact that she was the only one with a pool. The mixed “blessing” is that we will have to build our very own pool. Plus, on another superficial level, we now have a close relative to visit in a sunny location.
She wondered how she could go about keeping us all updated on her goings on in France and I suggested the bloody “B” word – like as in “why don’t you write a blog?” I felt this didn’t go down very well on account of her not always approving of my blogging activities but after some discussion I think she may have warmed to the idea. I hope so because it’s a great way of keeping a log with photographs.
Yesterday the “wild one” that I call husband was told that he would need another biopsy on 21st. The “blessing” in this case is that he should at last get answers that range from “no more treatment”, down through a full gamit of options including surgery and/or chemo/radio therapy.
Another mixed blessing is the diet. I started it this morning forgetting that we order in lunch for the Board Meeting today. The “blessing” bit is that I only ate my allowance and the “mixed” bit is that now I’m starving hungry. I just have to get my head into the right place with this one – again!!
I am also trying to psyche myself up to do the aqua-fit thing, but one thing at a time and I have to loose a little (for that read a lot of) weight before exposing my ample flesh to a poor unsuspecting public.
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