The Day in manageable ...

the day in not tripping over stuff in sort...

As is ... it is best to approach and appreciate the best one can be in this. At least the shopping trolley amounts are contained within. 

And getting those segments done in a fraction. The not feeling overwhelmed with this overwhelming paraphernalia ... 

The overall grand plans on overhaul 

The use of tops of places in the overstuff to maximise the way through. 

A daughters logic ... the one who knows best the hassle in daily functions lost in time while this is in transition. The one too in eagerness of progress. Their beaming felt through the communications that before retirement age and beyond it is not too late to get back on the gravy train not, that killed hubby ... The more sedate way in vocation ....

In the meantime the clear path through in the manage

11amish

The haul of more alternative changeabout in tiny part

11:30

In grateful receipt of the disappearing refuse and recycle we have delivered every 20 weeks
They delivered last weeks quota only I happen to notice in the neighbourhood
I sent an email explaining this quandary
The prompt redelivery this morning


The frustrating fun in dust and webs this morning far. A break now to cook up some dishes, and enjoy the day in festivities of my own choosing?  I probably be dusting off, and dipping back in the alter and getting waylaid along the way ... A lunch by film for now. This takes the excess of this away from task in hand. This aids the mind in overwhelm. 

The change in each alter

Again today, I had to get used to where things are and been put. And not chase my own shadow ... 

The use for

something not used, when it is gone ... will be the scenario still for a while. The help and heed in this time where too much overtakes that ... 

I have lived without so much in the chaos. Into the now too. I have had a ruthless adapt without my favourite things in the interim.

The start anew. A different frame of life. And with a different style. 

Those who have memories on their time lines in social media ... that is my history gap in definition! 

Family to Duo to Single

mode ... after more outing of stuff ... the more of the thinning out on lifestyle choice... The decision to move on from entertaining to those of moving around more ... This will probably evolve more in time.. for now the removal ... 

In part it is clearing the reminders out too 

I feel a relaxing bath is required now.  It can still be dusty this part in stage of the kitchen. And the fact I had a peek at how to approach other dusty parts too  ...  in the other areas of the home ... 

Every emotion

stirred ... on a weekend morning a ray of relief in tiny particles of just another sack of stuff removed ... my odd hours in keeping the movement in the right direction in that unspeakable removal; despite the aggressive mood sways ... 

Twilight zone

no mans land ... this time from then to time in now is a humongous difference... The rip out of more silliness in droves quiet in slow shift in time 

The time for

some action on the rethink in plans over the seasons to come ... in the meantime a sister and the young ones love in consistent while I plod along. 

The settle in. The tidy in the days. The relief when I face it. Now for some good ol' English comforts for a week end in celebration for not hanging out in a cold country. And disappearing ... 

The coming through some more lower than low times ... 

Further food

for my own freezer in preparation for those times when busy in the forays of others mess clearing. The time in fast track some days, but still a nutritional hot meal on the menu ... 

The time over days in making meals for two or more, and putting a portion or few in the freezer. The secrets of not only cooking for one again... but to lead a better quality life after this indigestion of time in others mismanagement of care for me alone to deal ...  is through...  

Food for thought

soup kitchens, Hearvest, Seasonsl meals and food banks etc ... all have their place. The nutritional value of food banks can be limited. And of course the various dietary requirements needed. The growing children, the aged bones and all in between ... 

A wider thought of how this comes to happen. The belief it cannot happen in this country. Our aged population is not always revered as with other cultures. And even Esther Rantzen has commented on how lonely it is. 

This leads on to all those shindigs we put on for various people as happens in the communities. The words we used once now outdated. The interaction and food at the same time. 

The props and preps

for a more ambient sleep ... I find this home aggravates my nightly sweats. And the keeping on top of the daily .... I think perhaps this transition needs to speed up. When the warmer season comes there  should theoretically me more pairs of hands. That gives me time to get used to more dimensionals in loss with stress feelings it flares and triggers ... 

And the eventuality too of the room being paid to be done.  

My family understand the dilemmas a tad ... 

And a daughter understands about her belongings and attachments. I to do what I do to rid of it... 

We both struggle in parts 

The rich history

that opens up in the archives of a home and the personalities history... A fascinating journey if minded to. 

As it is ... I am looking in the forward mode. The time beyond this time. I do not mither. I adore the days in peace alternate from not hearing the others mithers too. 

This time in none or no one now spoiling the mood. And when an irritation drops through. It is put in slots of implementing importance or not ... 

And then back to it. Once the mind is set nothing gets in the way. The time in making up at the top of the to dos ... 

The ongoing

Challenge in difficult ... I swift move through, go around in circles. The repetitiveness does not ease the burden . The enlightenment of time in air lifting the trauma set in time stood still, does a tad. Then the quandary of moods diverts one off track ... 

... somehow I will get back more of this freedom of constraint again ...  

Attempt in focus

of negativity into better vibes... 

When I am not so snowed underfed myself ... the thoughts of other requiring a bit of respite. 

Where yes the smells are difficult. the moods worse and do gooders trying to help them.! 

Especially of the religious distribution of good ideas with out the force upon, 

what some are too proud to accept no matter what dilemma they are in ! 

And the gentle ease of those who push away .... 

In time of effort

the mind struggles with logic and worths 

A lit lot of sound triggers on a Sunday ... 

It took one to a different level 

At times in flurries of time stopping 

A deifinitive day in dilemmas dark back in light. My head lightheaded from physical elements. The attempt to rest. The chance for the body to recover from the burdens in surround. I always have a purpose. The different challenges in getting there. I do hope I get to make seasonal soup! It is the bother of method and mess. The taste is more sensational made fresh when the kitchen is not shattered too. 

Stash sort in better

when it is the stuff that I like ... naturally. A pleasant tidy in sift to disperse the continuing flow. The way I am condensing what I see in the next home. In the meantime to make it function more pleasing on the vision ... 

The space and furniture in thinning out. The way forward originally in massive movement in the room layouts I had before the batch of everyone coming to me about this that and t'other 

A OMG!

scenario 

in a room on waking tomorrow... I just rid some more of hubby bobs in bits. All tossed in the bin. And the reopening of old wounds in tackling areas that need more care and scattered across the kitchen ... 

The task tomorrow to clear it for a relaxing mode of hours over a week end, of another week in more scavenging through time ... 

Back to Back

movies, the new, new entertaining ways to amuse thyself. The letting off steam in all rooms, not just the usually steamy ones. And the dumber out of the smart devices. The health. The goals attaining and not letting it rest on laurels. The step on to and into the next. The not spitting and hissing on thy butt. The movement in all aspects of thy time in life. The challenges swinging. The silent din dinging.  

On moving into the outside world 

The orient express passing by my home.  The buildings coming down. The many road works in winter to come.  The decadent stores in twinkles of all things Hallow and further on to the excesses of I want.... Time to be challenged by those in need not want !!!  

. 

Only a tweeny taste of the dismay in sway and out of ... and into here. 

Another bout of

removal ready to disperse and dispersed. This seem to happen when I rest. And the preparation in the readiness of how I attempt to do it! for the next stage. And I completely got rid of something from the  time before that was not removed en masse. 

The getting back to the foundations and put in use now instead, is this attempt in the muddle ... 

A complete wipe out tonight. 

The clank of the nearby

scaffold pole business earlier for the day, either means it is a Friday or shorter days acoming.

The progress through a week back, after time in using the good functions of a home in ease. This transitional stage beyond just moving for decor or moving house ... it was lovely to use drawers and cupboards and wardrobes. I still at times remember I have them, now.

The mess of one, is not another ... The messy people versus the hoarders is a complex different kettle of fish ...

The worries of a daughter, if even her car is messy. We both had to clamber about so much. It sounds ridiculous to relay it ... 

Side Tracked

with the glitches in tech and myself ... I achieved it all by now ... it has been a long wind in day ... The time I allow for such glitches that will no doubt occur in the attempt in much or other. And I did it myself. No one knows of those frustrations yet. The untangle of the past to get the future in love of that that ticks my boxes and not others ... 

I could almost divulge in this period of life in abandonement 

In the angst; I have discovered beyond and learnt so much. The carefree in the invisible ties that link in from the list time 

Tied up in

tangles

I have always detested the cables of electricity

I was most pleased when and now in the minimal world I attempt until the signal fades. They can not be good for us. The travels where the turbines and fields and homes with solar panels to harness nature not far from these mobile masts in abundance appearing for our thirst fo a hand held, one in four now have a smartphone ... 

I love Cornwall for the harness of nature and other places too and for the way other towns collect rubbish. My county is quite antiquated in green power. Or should I say in my vincinty I have not seen a solar powered bus stop here yet! ... Like I did in Truro !

Bringing a smile

to our lips ... the medical clutter up of my health with those now age or our particular bits ... due round either first time or once again ... 

... or in my instance stacked up ...

Today was a breast screening in those mobile units that are much valued. I had a scan in my other region last Year. And the dental ones. 

A case of which end which when it came to ' Open Wide' ! 

I am attempting in catch up alone; the assistance never understood on a thorough health check post crisis rather lacking ... besides the fact of incorporating it in my supposedly self neglect time and personal care 

I nearly missed it. The envelope the appointment came in was a very generic over busy envelope ...At least the hospital appointments are more clarified... 

The home

took my focus ... however I eventually went out to top up and get emergency supplies in for the next bout of not leaving the home ... 

I slapped together some comforting warming food and steamed myself in the bath awhile ... 

Tasks in home versus

Tasks outside

The jiggle jiggle juggle of a new week in anticipation of solutions to many projects in problems .. my network still not fully functional from swapping the sim ... 

A kitchen drawer in time zone,  I find difficult to deal with and ideas from mid week in moving a chair bed and a hidden desk ... and various tasks in a spray paint on a patch of wall etc 

Monday and Tuesday with various tasks of appointments and meetings in update. And getting to the nearest network shop in a familiar place ... 

Tomorrow is a breast screening which I finally received when you approach a certain age. I have already had the experience of these in my own requirements of biopsies etc.  

A period of anxious time which is good to keep occupied in the wait on outcome of this. The experience of a Mum and others in a Masectomy shows the reason for the concern in limbo on this screening ... 

A rest in

acclimatise with general solutions to concerns with the past present and future in inter mingle and for reference ... 

In no particular order

• Wifi 
• Windows and its dressing 
• Damp proof 
• Radiators 
• Access for new bathroom review 
• Awaiting items to the North 
• Removal of large items ... 

1. To charity 
2. For rubbish safe disoposal 

• Slow regular remove of carriable items 
• Regular onslaught on side by side past with now routines 
• Plenty rest fresh air and movement 
• Continue the refreshing space made in areas .. already 
• Such as 

1. Kitchen counters 
2. Window wall of kitchen 
3. Old style lotions and potions in ambience back in bathroom 
4. Soothe in storage cupboards 
5. And the sleep space area 

• Back in style of old with new tech available to use 
• Paperwork 
• Budgets 
• Health 
• Breast screening .., finally had the after 50 appointment ... vital for approaching age of Mum mastectomy .. already experienced this  .. anyway for own biopsy .. (had beautiful care and one butcher of a doctor on a meat slab experience... fortunately had hubby and a brilliant nurse at that time who rectified the dignity and she held my hand ... the tender touch of the many lovely medical care profession we fortunately do have despite stresses of the vocation) 
• Cervical Smear 
• Ear check 
• Dental work and again check up due 
• Eye check 
• Hearing Test 
• Fifty MOT 
• This only a tad in catch up with usual check up with dilemmas exacerbated by lack of healthcare a while 

This is a tiny touch of what I face in this transition 

A better structure

in getting the gumption to ... and of getting to see beyond my place ... beyond the four walls and a ceiling I was pushed out of into a strange environment of temporary accommodation in social housing ... 

How in a crisis there can be ... a solution eventually ... too late for one human being ... Just in time for another ... 

The strike out into these strange familiar environments again ... very different in outlook ... the days in conflict of vibrant or a dark shadowy mist, mood dependable on vairients id feelings ... 

The capture in words and images 

A very bemused family ... in this strike out ... from the shadows of forgotten and lost in time ... 

.. Another few hours ...

.. yet more declutter ... 

this time again of a deceased Dad ... the removal more of stuff in a garage ... assisting Mum in the slow remove here in Kernow ... a skip is a thought ... the normal solutions in a clear of organised chaos ... not the chaos, chaos I face ... we both getting used to others removals in bulky items too ... the reliance on ourselves, while we can ... 

The housekeeping on the virtual this afternoon on those devices too. This in due timetable inserted into my life different. The knowledge of the amount in storage easier to keep track of !?? losing it in space like the black hole ...  hanging in limbo in the cloud etc ... instead of under my feet ..!!!

... look back forward ...

... a garden centre or nursery.. 

time by water vessels in different ...

and slipping back into environments ... still with destiny slight off course ...

a warm day in the sun ... the thoughts never far, but far, far away of task in hand to attempt in the offering ... 

... a stately bathroom ... 

where once in light step, of the fresh in fury to the heave in burden ... the simples even more in life after death brushed my own course off kilter ...

and the smell of others rot. and cars adapted for outings where once consigned to iron lungs and other ways of living ... 

I have since met many and much, once again after the death that took a hubby ... of the minority now enjoying what we can take for granted when it can easily be different ...

The adjust in transformative ...

time in this county ... This current time continues on with the shopping that one requires to do ... The beautiful bakers with much more enticing displays of food in better packaging than in the supermarket... 

The pennies more on items ... the worth in design and produce fresher ... 

And unfortunately I will be using the other methods of shopping to feel not too alienated from time in the fast lane ... to the dreckly time forthcoming in eventually clearance one day long in coming ... 

The hope in

continuing the slog of removal with change and alignment ... another month start in rest and recuperation with a tad of a busmans holiday ... A Mum in notice of my dilemmas in determining a path through and out ... 

This valued time in catch up with family lost in time; when with another in blues untrue and horrific ...