G'day for Thursday.
Sharon/WO, I'm glad the picnic went off well. I hope your cleaning passes the white glove test.
Fran, the social networking for difficult child sounds good. Not such good news on the job front - it is a bad time for everyone.
Trish, your cold temperatures beat ours. We're lucky to be close to the coast here (about a hundred metres from it) and it does help keep our temperatures more moderate. I'm glad your son is helping a bit at last; could you talk to him about what chores he would choose to do? He might have something more productive to offer, such as perhaps rebuilding a shed or two? OK, stop laughing. it was just a suggestion... cold milking in the morning - oh yes, I remember that from my childhood. Cramping hands while trying to get the blood flowing and the joints working... we did all the milking by hand but we only had a small flock of goats. Later on when my dad retired we got rid of the goats and only had one Jersey house cow, but she produced enough to feed an orphanage. We were in colder territory back then, winter mornings were often frosty.
We had another really cold day today, it's as cold as it got during World Youth Day celebrations last year. This is as cold as it gets. A rainy day would be warmer! I had some chicken stock out of the freezer last night and forgot to put it in the fridge to thaw overnight. I needn't have worried - it was still half-frozen this morning, despite sitting on the bench in a room with the heater left running! The room temperature dropped to 5 C (41 F) overnight. That's INDOORS...
My friend collected my asthma medications prescription from the doctor today but by the time she dropped it off the day was getting colder again, so I'm going to use difficult child 3's medications (same drug and dosage) tonight and get my script filled tomorrow during the day.
I got a phone call from one of my sisters this afternoon, an early happy birthday call because she will be away over the weekend. Then another call from easy child 2/difficult child 2, she wants to visit on Saturday to do some sewing (for the wedding) and their washing. husband & I will be going out to dinner on Saturday night. Not because it's my birthday, but because it's the annual dinner for his train club.
I cancelled my cleaner again today, I didn't want to risk sharing this bug with his other (mostly elderly) clients. Although the number of his clients must be dropping, mother in law is the latest to tell him to take a flying leap after he got very unpleasant to her. He even freaks me out sometimes, and I know him well. He's bipolar, not the most stable tool in the shed. Also not terribly competent, but he is the best we can get at the moment.
Despite still feeling like I'm coughing up my lungs and a low-grade fever is still hanging around, I do think I'm beginning to get better at last. husband's bruised chest wall is looking colourful; the doctor thinks he's probably pulled the rib muscles and torn into a capillary bed.
Hmm, bed... with our duck down doona on the bed now, it's pleasantly warm overnight. Comfortable. The siren song of a warm bed on a cold winter's night...
Enjoy your Thursday.
Marg