It may be nice and
bright now, but it seems certain that this
afternoon will feature at least some rain.
Having said that, the latest revision has
reduced the chance of rain to just 40%, and
that often means it will actually be dry. It
is interesting that the BBC weather forecast
has increased the hours of rain since it was
revised recently, although their highest
probability is just 23% which sounds like
there will be no rain at all. It will be a
cool day. Both forecasters continue to agree
that the best we will see will be 19° C.
Tomorrow may see more sunshine, and it should
be a few degrees warmer.
The good thing about yesterday
was that I ended up doing more than I thought
I would, or maybe there was less to do than
expected,
or some things were quicker
and simpler to do than expected. I didn't
finish all I intended to do, but then again I
didn't expect to finish everything until
(probably) minutes before Patricia arrives
today. I am expecting her a little before 8pm
if her journey goes smoothly.
The first thing I did yesterday was not
part of the master plan, but it was to wash a
few items of clothing plus three bar towels.
The bar towels, being small, were easy. The
pair of shorts I thought could do with
freshening up took a bit more effort. I think
I had everything on the washing line just
before midday (I wasn't exactly rushing
yesterday morning). It seemed quite dull when
I hung them out, and I had visions of having
to finish drying everything indoors, but the
sun came out just as I was hanging the last
item. By 4pm everything was bone dry, and warm
from the sun when I brought it all in.
The next thing, after the washing was
to take down the old and stained shower
curtains, and hang brand new ones. It was
interesting that despite the bathroom window
facing north, and rarely seeing any direct
sunshine, enough ultra violet must have been
bouncing off the clouds, or even just off the
air, to leave the top of the shower curtain by
the window brittle and flaking. One of today's
jobs will be to try and pick up some small
flakes still on the bathroom floor.
Before hanging the new shower curtains
I gave the bathtub a bit of a scrub. The water
around here is hard water, and not only does
it leave marks on glasses if they are not
dried properly, but it builds up to something
like a brown scum in parts of the bath were it
dries undisturbed. Fortunately it doesn't need
de-scaler, and it comes off easy enough with
just a sponge. Apart from a quick polish with
a "magic sponge" around the hand basin,
everything I can realistically do in the
bathroom in the time left is now done.
My attention turned to the kitchen
next. I did no more than clean all the work
surfaces, do all the washing up, and
scrub/polish the inside of the sink. I should
have tried to do something to the floor. It
looks terrible in there, but with the almost
40 year old cheap lino tiles starting to break
up, there is no chance of getting it in "show
room" conditions. The big job today will be
cleaning the inside of the fridge. It needs
little more than a good wiping with a damp
cloth, but having to bend down to reach inside
makes it a job I do not enjoy !
My other plan for the day was to try
and limit my eating to correct the high blood
glucose reading in the morning. Apart from one
mainly inconsequential thing, namely a bag of
(alleged) cheese flavour corn balls, I seemed
to succeed in my plan. Those corn ball things
are almost all air, and while the carbohydrate
and sugar content might seem slightly high per
100gm, the big bag only weighs 80gm. Each ball
almost dissolves on the tongue.
I was really looking forward to my
dinner last night. It was the two kebabs I had
ordered along with the stuff I had for dinner
the night before. It was a chicken, and a
lamb, shish kebabs. The excellent thing is
that the place I order them from puts the
salad in a separate container. That means it
is easy to re-heat the meat and pitta bread in
the microwave (although I discard the pitta
bread). The only problem is that I
didn't enjoy it as much as I should have done.
I'm sure there was nothing wrong with it, and
it was just me.
I watched quite a lot of TV last night.
I started off with about 3 episodes of a
series of 5 (I think) about the Apollo Moon
shots. I felt sure I had already seen the
series once, and not that long ago, but I
still found myself glued to the screen. I
almost wondered if it was a different edit to
what I saw the previous time. There seemed to
be a little less footage of behind the scenes
at Mission Control, and the addition of a
museum curator showing actual technology used
on the mission - including the very clever
bodges that kept the astronauts alive on the
ill fated Apollo 13 mission.
The end of the last programme of the
series overlapped with the next thing I
watched - which was the last 20 minutes (or
something like that) of QI. That was followed
by an old repeat of Have I Got News For You. I
didn't catch exactly when it was originally
broadcast, but it was definitely before Covid
- so maybe almost three years ago. The amusing
thing is that it was still very topical -
Brexit problems, and Boris's blunders etc.
I think it ended at 10pm, and I went to
bed. I read for maybe half an hour so I could
relax, but that didn't help me get to sleep. I
think some of the work I did yesterday helped
stir up a few traditional (for me) aches and
pains. I just couldn't seem to get
comfortable. I ended up taking a couple of
Ibuprofen tablets, but that may have been
after I did finally fall asleep. It was only
for an hour, and it was probably while I
struggled to get to sleep that I gave in and
took the Ibuprofen.
Those painkillers did the trick, and
after a while I felt a lot more comfortable,
but not completely comfortable. I could have
taken some Paracetamol to kill the pains that
the Ibuprofen didn't (Ibuprofen is mainly and
anti-inflamatory drug. Paracetamol is actually
a pain killer). Overall I still had a rough
night, and it was probably reflected in my
dreams. I barely remember those dreams because
any of them didn't really seem to be about
anything. One seemed to be about long lists of
stuff that I couldn't read. One other dream is
a classic nightmare for me - being in some
sort of building where none of the toilets
work. In fact in some cased the cubicles were
empty with all the plumbing removed !
The curious thing about the non working
toilet nightmare was that at no time did I
wake up needing to go to the toilet
desperately. Of course I did wake up several
times to go for a pee, but there was no
urgency to it. Even when I got up I refreshed
the weather forecasts, and took screenshots
before going to the toilet. Having done my
business in the toilet I scrubbed my hands to
remove some hand cream put on last night. That
was to avoid contaminating the little bead of
bood for my blood glucose meter.
There was two lots of good news, and
one bit of bad news this morning. The first
good news is that my blood glucose had dropped
to just 8.0mmol/l this morning after
yesterday's rather high 9.5mmol/l. That was a
very welcome reading. The bad news is that I
seem to have now run out of test strips. I
feel sure I had an unopened box of them, but I
can't seem to find it anywhere. I'm not due
another prescription for about a fortnight,
and so I have ordered two boxes from Amazon
for £30. Until they come I do have some test
strips for my old blood glucose meter. They
are well past their use by date, and will not
be accurate, but they will give me some idea
of my blood glucose for the next few days
until the new test strips arrive (or I find
the box I thought I had).
The other good news is that I opened a
different drawer in the bathroom, and hidden
under some rubber glovers were the two spare
packets of shower curtains I hoped I had. They
are only 99p shop quality, but so were the
ones I have just replaced. They lasted nearly
three years, and I only replaced them because
they looked grubby. They would have been fine
for my personal use. The new ones came from
Poundstretcher, and were much more expensive -
maybe 3 or 4 times the price ! I expect them
to last for a good few years ! I'll have to
find out how to clean them in situ if they get
stained.
My day is pretty much mapped out
already. I think I'll just have a quick
flannel wash before going to get some shopping
from Tesco. The next thing after that,
although it would actually be better the other
way round, will be to tackle the fridge
cleaning. If I had planned things better, I
could have also defrosted the freezer, but
that will have to wait for another day. After
that it will mostly be waiting for Patricia to
arrive, but well in advance of that I will
have a shave, wash my hair, and have a scrub
under the shower. I can also imagine
quite a few slack hours when I will be laying
on my bed reading and dozing.