My two new single mattresses for my guest beds came this morning - they are very grand. The company appointed today as the delivery day and said they would inform me of a two hour slot. This didn't materialise, but I didn't expect to be awakened at ten past seven by a knock on the door with them - and I was his third call of the day. My son came round (he has broken up from school) as soon as he was up and about and carried the old ones out into the garage (our tip closes on Wednesdays) and put the new ones on to the beds and when he had gone I remade the beds up and washed the mattress protectors as these ones already come with their own zip-on covers. By the time I had done all that and cooked
myself a lunch (and had a quarter of an hour ukulele/banjo duet practice with him to boot) I felt as though I had done a full day's work.
This afternoon, much to Tess's joy, friend S called and took her for a walk. Tess goes crazy when anyone comes to walk her - and it makes me feel guilty that I can't walk her further myself.