Friday, February 28, 2020
Poor Antikva, crunched a fetlock again.
She blamed me for telling her to be careful and demanded to know why her bedroom hadn't been prepared and posted. Very hard to find a black and gold over the top room but I think this does the job. I did find a black and gold bathroom to match but it was so dark it didn't show up well. In fact it was so dark I would have had to put in strobe lights so she would find the fittings and not fall in the bath and crunch another fetlock.
The seat at the end of the bed looks big but only because at the push of a button, a flat screen tv slides up and has been pre-loaded with every season of Midsomer Murder.
Every time I look at this I want to close my eyes and sleep. An unexpected visitor last week had me trying to do two years house cleaning in two days. I didn't do too badly with one small pile still left which is mostly papers and plastic bags, some of mother's still with me. Now I could have sworn I'd been through all of her stuff but friend who dragged another two bags to the op-shop rang and said she'd found my enduring Power of Att. in a pocket of a purse, dated 2000. I must check that I haven't still been carrying around in my new purse another copy. It reminded me that I have to change my will again, more money but only needs one paragraph. No funeral, since I intend to outlive you all but I'll send a tweet and you lot can organize the grog blog get together. I've been told that in the spirit world there is no sense of time so we can have a 20 year party and not get bored. The LNP are going to the other place so we won't be worried by them.
Take care Antikva, you only have two legs.