It's been a hectic few days what with the Scrabulous tourney, work and life in general. Tonight I'm trying to finish off a few games and getting packed for our weekend in the Mournes. Tomorrow will be a half day at work then off to Hanna's Close for six o'clock. This will be the first time Bert and I have got a bit of time away together for well over a year. That's what happens when you have a frail and dependent parent at home. And did I mention cantankerous. She's all that too.
Pearlie will be going to respite care for a fortnight so the break continues even after we get back. Although when she's in respite Bert still continues to visit with her on alternate nights. On her first spell in the care home he went in every night and I had to explain to him that the respite was for him too.
She's difficult. Nothing pleases her. And it's not just her age because she was always like that. She does not seem to have the capacity to feel happiness or joy. Bert is incredibly patient with her and he deserves some time off.
Hannah will be looking after Bonnie, Paddy and the calves. Rosie is coming with us. She's the oldest of the dogs and won't be having many more holidays.
The wee scrabulous tourney? I expect to lose all nine of my games. It will be humiliating but sure a bit of humiliation is good for the soul. Isn't it?