Yes. I am taking your advice and taking each day as it comes. Today, in spite of the shock election news which I got when I switched on at 6am (not necessarily a bad shock on reflection - maybe just a wake up call to politicians), the day started off on a better note.
But sadly a friend who died ten days ago had her funeral today and I thought I really must go. Only eleven weeks after I lost my dear farmer I did find the funeral service (in the same church and also in the church where we were married (and the church in my header)) very difficult. But I survived - supported by various friends - and maybe I shall be stronger because I did it.
I have packed my two boxes which is another plus.
Our Chinese meal last night was absoloutely delicious and a lovely night out. Friend S - who was one of the four last night and who was also at the funeral this morning - suggested she take Tess for a walk this afternoon (I cannot walk far, so although Tess has three walks each day they are not long ones. ) Did Tess have a birthday?
She was gone for such a long time and had a gloriously long walk on her very long lead. S quite rightly decided not to let her off the lead in the fields in case she wouldn't come back when called. I don't know whether she would or not - but not worth the risk.
When they returned, after coffee and saying goodbye to S then I bathed Tess in the downstairs wet room. The vet advised it when I went to get Tess her allergy tablets yesterday. Apparently
dogs give off a certain amount of yeast and if they scratch a lot they distribute the yeast and develop a yeasty smell - so now Tess smells nicely of dog shampoo.
So there we are. Another day passes. No nearer moving but I just try not to think of that. I shall carry on with my two boxes a day and my niece has kindly said that she will come up from Derby and help me nearer the moving date - maybe July now.