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.