I am so tired, but have only just put my washing on and it's 11.25pm. Had the girls around, Lynn for a meal. Julie and Ann came later on their way home from work and darts.
Everyone looked fraught as everyone really should have been packing ready for our holiday.
I feel like Goldilocks and the three suitcases at the moment. 1st suitcase (my sisters) too small, 2nd suitcase(mine)too big and the 3rd suitcase(Oliver's)just right... I think. So proof is in the packing.
Will pack tomorrow as in far too much of a panic mode to do any packing now.
Ann is panicking because she has it get the dog to kennels first thing Sunday morning and I'm sure I can remember Julie telling her the time of pick up last week. Julie is annoyed that Ann forgot as her foot starting tapping in the air... always a bad sign!
I've got mother in a 'don't you worry about me, but I don't know what I'll do without you' mood. And I've still got to sit with her when she has her nails done, go shopping, pack all my gear and cook a meal for her tomorrow night.
And I scared a student to top it all. I was on my own with what seemed a million students all in anger mode, but I was with one who couldn't remember what form she had sent off for extra funds. I showed her the forms that we have and no, none of them, in fact she didn't actually get it from here or hand it in here, but I worked for the University so why didn't I know which form it was. Did you write down the name of the form or keep a copy of it, I asked... No. Did you send it by email.. 'can't remember'. Was it a bursary form I asked hopefully... 'I don't know' she replied.
At that moment someone rang the bell on my desk even though I was standing next to the desk at the time.
'Who rang my bell?' I bellowed. My son who was standing there behind the student was in fits as he reckoned that I sounded just like I did when he was a child with 'Who threw that?'.
This poor student very gingerly put her hand up and squeaked 'I'm sorry, it was me'
Please some one pack my suitcase for me. And let me on the ship now... I'll be good I promise.
Lots of love Debbie x
About Me
- Me...Debbie Burden... or known as Burders
- I'll be 55 this August... I've had bronchiectasis for ten years plus this year... End stage lung disease for the past year...been on oxygen for three years... and have I got used to it yet?... nah! I am now waiting for the biggie; a double lung and maybe a heart transplant. I love my life weirdly enough, because I have some wonderful family and friends who are with me every step of the way on my adventures, even though I embarrass them on a daily basis with my unorthodox way of looking at life. Not for the faint hearted!
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