Thursday, 4 January 2018

Wading through treacle.

Why is it that some days I sail through things and everything falls into place whereas on other days I feel that for the whole day I am wading through treacle to get from A to B.   Everything I do seems to take twice as long;  the computer is slow and e mails often disappear when I have got to the last word (and Cntrl/z doesn't make the whole thing reappear).   I go into town to do a few jobs and each job takes three times as long to do.  Nothing
 works as it should.   It is all most frustrating.  Today has been such a day. 

At last I am home, the chiropodist has just been so I feel to be walking on air, Tess has been fed so there are no little eyes fixing me with a stare; my lunch of slow-braised beef with roasted root veg and herbed dumplings (delicious, courtesy of Tennants cafe in our little town) has filled me up for the day and I have shut out the pouring rain which has not stopped since daybreak.

There is the Christmas Special University Challenge to look forward to tonight.   In this
teams who went to these Universities some years ago compete with one another.   They are very learned but they are not so quick on the draw.   In other words - they might know the answer, but they are too slow when it comes to pressing the button.   The whole programme makes me feel much better about my own shortcomings.

Onward and upward.   Tomorrow is already January 5th - how quickly the new year is speeding by.   In another two and a half months it will be a year since the farmer left me.   Life goes on and I am settled into my new bungalow.   He would, I hope, be pleased to see that I am coping well.

24 comments:

Elizabeth said...

You seem to be coping extremely well!
I want your lunch exactly.
We are having a blizzard here which is rather exciting as we are in our snug apartment and can merely look out of the window at it!
Happy New Year.

Sue in Suffolk said...

It's just got windy again here, is this another storm on the way? Hope the weather is kind to you up there so you can get out and about.
I think you are managing everything really well.
I've been enjoying the Christmas University challenge too, I feel very clever if I can answer a couple of questions!

A Heron's View said...

This morning I was convinced that a squadron of aircraft were flying over the cottage and said much the same to Mrs H and after awhile we realised it was the wind. Later in the day the sun came out and it was quite warm - well behind glass it was !

Unknown said...

All of 2017 was wading through treacle for me. I’m looking forward to 2018 being less so. It can’t go for two years, can it?
Your Farmer would be very pleased with how you carry on. You are a wonder!
Debbie

John "By Stargoose And Hanglands" said...

I've had a treacle day too but haven't achieved half as much as you, so don't be too hard on yourself.

Gwil W said...

I believe Paula Radcliffe the world record marathon lady recommends a spoonful of treacle in the daily diet ;-)

You're a bit like Geoff Boycott. He'd stay at the crease for an hour for a couple of runs. Other days he'd hit boundaries left and right. Either way. Keep on batting!

Terra said...

Sometimes grief saps my energy too, though most days are pretty good. You are accomplishing plenty and that meal sounds delicious.

Sue said...

Some days just seem to be like that don't they? Lunch sounds good, I think there has been a Tennants cafe in Leyburn forever.

Granny Sue said...

I had such a day yesterday. The dryer wouldn't dry, the printer wouldn't print and I seemed to be fighting against the wind to get anything done. It was a relief when the day was over!

I enjoy reading your posts; you help me see how one can go on after such great loss. Not easily, but gracefully and with such private strength. Your posts remind me of conversations with my mother--not that she was widowed, but just the comfortable everyday things that make life tick along. I miss her very much. She was from Caldecote, near Cambridge. She and John's mother (of Stargoose and Hanglands) were sisters.

Rachel said...

One day of organising and feeling good is likely to be folllowed by one of treacle.

Librarian said...

fWe all know such days, don't we! But I am sure tomorrow will be better, just like yesterday was such a good day for you with getting things done. Enjoy your evening in front of the telly and then a good night's sleep!

Joanne Noragon said...

Keep telling the farmer you are doing well, and you will.

angryparsnip said...

You seem to be doing well. Sloggy day or not !
Tell us how the quiz came out.

cheers, parsnip and mandibles

Simon Douglas Thompson said...

I hope he is pleased too, I'm sure he will be

Heather said...

I think the farmer would be very proud of you Pat. I have days when I can get a lot done, in the flat and out and about. Then there are others when I have no energy for anything - neither mental or physical. Most annoying and rather boring. However, I tell myself it doesn't really matter as long as things get done in the end - my time is my own, to use as I please.
I have become an armchair traveller. It is less tiring and much cheaper. Never having travelled much in the past I now enjoy visiting other parts of the world via TV programmes. I'm off on another trip to Italy next week with Michael Portillo!

Chris Elliot said...

All this talk of treacle has me longing for a slice of treacle tart - anyone have a fool-proof recipe?

Gerry Snape said...

The house has start d whistling in the wind this week...we thought got it was an unusual bird at first?....I like me the thought that the house enters into a singing competition with the wind. When confronted with treacle I hear it's good to make Parkin...especially the Bury sort. Stay warm. Love G

thelma said...

Well walking on air and then wading through treacle must be an exhausting day, it is over today ;) The rain was terrible yesterday, we were going to Whitby but called it off.

The Weaver of Grass said...

It is good to know that others get treacle days too. As for a good recipe for treacle tart - Ihaven't had a decent one since my mother passed away - she was a past master at making it. Mymouth is watering as I write this.

Tom Stephenson said...

I am also pleased to see you coping so well, Weave. I have been walking through treacle for a few weeks now...

Minigranny said...

I am now wanting treacle tart too! You are doing an amazing job of coping with everything !

Sue said...

Those wading through treacle days are just so energy sapping aren't they. I hope you get through them. We have to be optimistic as Spring will be here soon, the little Snowdrops are out on our hillside ... standing bravely up against the wind to promise us better days ahead.

The Farmer would be so proud of you ❤

The Weaver of Grass said...

Thanks everyone - there seems to be a lot of that treacle about.

Theresa Young said...

I think the farmer is looking down on you and Tess and saying "Well Done!".