The rest in the interim

lots ToDo on that room in start. The initial things I came a toss after the young assisted and took a time to proceed in the next phase together. 

The funnelling of passengers criss crossing in London from the A-Bs, while sections of railworks are getting done meant the influx of the silly season much more busier than usual. 

The train tilt and rushing Countryside in passing becoming more familiar. The viaducts and new roads travelled in another different car. A classic Mini of another road user. 

The puncture on my maiden journey in the kids second car. The dog sitting where Starbucks give a pet, put down a bowl of drinking water and a packet of treats. And me ending up the first one to let the dog out for a wee in the mornings! 

A time different with more new experiences from the moment I set foot in other English counties. A little time in being offered a complete choice in what time we share. This treat in experience in 🎁... The celebrations of widowhood now passing in years many and older ... 

1.99 for an England bear

in good condition and if collectible which kiddy researched;  a gold mine for someone else ... a quick last of this month drop off ... in a shop with our goodies on the shelf and in boxes ... I don't normally bother looking ... I sweep in and out usually ... 

The kid took the saleable items back with them  ... I have no interest still. The vintage stuff will be boxed up for the van hire trip to another place  ... She will be quarter of a century old for lesser expenditure and the requested experience shortly ... 

Enticement Elaborate Enforcing

a more leisurely time in Mondays and Wednesday where possible now I am committed to time for others. The time disposed to switching off physical and hope to remember what I was enforcing on a return. The itinerary planned in another swoop of time. This time for the personal yearly celebration in age older ... 

The swoop and sweep selection started this month, ready to continue next month. The first thing I came across in that room after the kids started on it, was some long lost I had thought craft items favourite ... and the salvage of some Wedding day mementos... under that is the time from clearing a kitchen cupboard and airing cupboard for a Gas water heat upgrade This packed up by a cousin and shoved behind the door when I thought much of life too lost and adrift to be bothered! 

Days in Difference

the cumbersome, the clearance and finally getting back to the variants. A few summer celebrations and back to the encounters in lone discoveries until the delight of movement in another functional area. 

Whilst social media is awash of the perpetual personal to us home refurbishments, moves and what not .... the lone discovery in my time shift not on par with mamy in my own circles. 

The difference in much still out of sync with the norm... although I am now back in the social aspect of being asked about my tasks this week in a hospital setting ... that is weird! 

A day of goodwill

yesterday interacting with patients to a day rummaging through the aftermath of kin here to assist. The space created enabling me to do a little bit of the necessary cleaning  and airing ... much better in feelings doing my home again ... a pity still a way to wade through! 

July days different

the bruises are fading this a week nearly after bumping into the chaos created by kin in help in shift. The in the night stumbles over items where things are not usually....

This day last I still went out to do what I do. The young ones left alone to make order in the newly created chaos... in a room not really ventured in until now. 

They then picked me up from the hospital to go on to the nearby shopping mall to have late lunch or early tea/dinner. The planned cinema trip happened ... it was a day of rain therefore could not have been better timed ... 

That was last week, and next week I will see the same kin again already on their turf, this time! The break away from the start of a month of facing that behind a door of a muddle I rather not be reminded of. 

The now slow process of sifting through time remnants in part I am still silent on. That room in an abode taking up space to relieve other parts in function. 

The determination not to let another mishap that happened again on Friday, not to happen again with the overwhelming tasks always faced alone, long after the disjointed uncomfortable uncoordinated time bomb that took one of our lives .... 

My walking stick, wretched scarring, falling over bruising days not quite ended yet ... though no sign of acknowledgement in seeing how I am after consultations ... showing in abundance the continued failed learnings from the failings supposedly acknowledged 

A Day towards

the next upheaval countdown to others ... for me the eternal seems like rigmarole...The heaviness in trudged tiredness nigh impossible to switch off ... 

I have now stopped ... the required long restfulness in the restlessness... 

Ethics

...all round ... particularly in the world of medicine

Back to it ... the long haul through the various segments of death in life returning all aglow ... the next band of hours bound in the past ...