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Blanket and money

11/2/24


One of my decisions this year was to write 500 words a day, especially when I had nothing to say as those are my favorites when I read them back and I’ve been a bit crap in February so I’m going to try harder. Maybe.


This is my completed temperature blanket:


finished blanket


I feel very proud of it but the colours are awful - they don’t look good anywhere. Sigh. At the moment it’s folded up but I will find a home for it. I think it’s going to need more rows round the edges to be any use as a blanket as it’s too narrow but at the moment I’m catching up with this year’s which is in a much more restricted colour palette – yellows through orange to dark reds- and will fit in here with the red rug and the ghastly orange sofa if I haven’t managed to offload that by the time this is finished. Like December.


The whole business of borrowing money to buy a better house, or a house in a better place, came to nothing. They want to take all the value of the house when you die in exchange for leasing you an extra 30%. Not enough. We could get a house in a bit of a less shit situation, but not much. To get near enough to the beach to be able to walk there easily would mean living right on the busy, dirty coast road or in a flat with no garden and I can’t be doing with that – Daughter has nowhere outside to sit and it’s no way to live. It will change when we reach 70, which is this year for both me and Bloke, as it’s about life expectancy, but I don’t think it will be enough of a change.


So we’ll stay here for now, unless I win on the lottery, which I do, regularly, but so far it’s never been more than thirty quid and usually just one matching number which gets a free go on the Wednesday draw.


I’ve been back on measuring the blood pressure, after an increase of the medication and today reached the grand height of 197/154, which is just bollocks. I have to write a note asking to be referred to a specialist – not sure what that would be – cardio-vascular? – as it seems the GPs don’t know enough about it. But I expect that will be another massive wait. That’s something else I must do – contact the Labor party to find out what their plans for the NHS are – they’d better have proper plans to put it back together. If not, what are they for? Who are they for?


It’s the Chinese new year coming up, or now, or just past, and one of the winter swimmers has suggested going to a celebration tomorrow that’s taking place outside a big Asian grocery. She said it’s due to start at one but the dancers usually get there early and start dancing by 12.30. I like the sound of this – I know very little about it and am keen to learn more. Tomorrow’s to do list goes :



  • Swim

  • Watch Chinese New Year celebration

  • Finish making second batch of marmalade

  • Make soup for dinner

  • Walk dog

  • Get this year’s blanket up to date

  • Yin yoga

  • Watch Pottery Throw Down

  • Early night


 


 

12:59 a.m. - 11.02.24

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