Domestic Goddess meets Gladiator.

Another productive day at the office, sorry at my home.
Gave mother the slip this morning and ordered another sick certificate for work, as a month has gone by already. Then I had my car cleaned by the very kind men in Braintree, who did look a wee bit horrified at the amount of birds shite all over my car. But I gave them double, because A) I felt bad about how dirty it was and B) so I could go back again without them putting up the closed sign when they saw me coming next time.
I then went off food shopping so I didn't have to go after rehab. I do realise this was a waste of petrol as it meant going to the same place twice, as where I go to rehab backs on to Tescos.
But what the hell I'm living dangerously and I've plenty of time ahead of me to panic about the price of petrol.
Next it was a stop off at the garden centre to get some more plants for my last two hanging baskets and I brought enough for some over for the patio pot with the fuchsia in it. I'm not a hundred percent sure how to handle that one at the moment, as I still haven't found any articles that tell you what to do with them once winter arrives and actually I was a bit knackered after doing the two baskets and I still had to go to rehab.
As I discovered yesterday, I'm very good at lopping and hacking things off in the garden, but I restrained myself this time until I'd done a bit more research. Oooo I really am a retired person now as I've heard them talking at rehab about researching this that and the other on line, I am now officially in the clan!
After rehab I had to speed back to watch Derek dismantle mother's shelves, while I cooked her dinner and she tried to humiliate me by trying to give him a fiver. God my mother is such a cheap skate at times!
Then come 8pm it was at last time for me to sit down and eat my meal.
I am being thrifty in the kitchen as I decided to use up my carrots as mash al la Nigel Slater and even made some curried parsnip soup for tomorrow while my dinner was cooking. Ok a few problems arising there. I overdid the curry paste as by God it's hot and I am now wearing some of my soup as I tried to blend it in the saucepan, but the jumper will wash and it didn't take me long to scape it off my glasses. I have to admit I did look a bit like a gladiator hiding behind my saucepan lid while wielding my blender!

Lots of love Debbie x