random ramblings: Bobbing along from week to week

Well I didn't start writing things down, and I've forgotten much of what has been going on, but life has been a bit humdrum lately. With a husband at home all of the time, life is so different. I have difficulty knowing what day it is half of the time. He doesn't get in my way too much, has been busy himself, in the garden and sorting paper and things in the house. He keeps on filling the bin up. The washing machine is no longer leaking, thankfully.
A couple of weeks ago I nipped over to Watford on my own, as I've gone back into cotton trousers and I needed more. Our M&S didn't have my size, but when I got to Watford I found my size not only in the colour I wanted, but also a lovely shade of blue. I was very extravagant and bought both. I didn't buy much else though.
We had a couple of visits to the garden centre, as husband wanted to buy concrete edging to try to keep the lawn off the flower bed. He also found a low growing Ceanothus, the first one we planted out didn't do very well, has always been a bit straggly. The other one, which has the potential to grow very big is bursting with buds, and will need cutting back as soon as it has flowered, it's getting a bit difficult to get down the steps past it. The back lawn, which is much reduced since we had the patio laid, had been getting plenty of attention too, hasn't looked so neat in ages.

A couple of Friday evenings ago Daughter came round to use my new sewing machine. It has a blind hemmer foot, and as she was making her 3rd dress since she stared sewing, she wanted to give that a try. However by the time she had the adjustment right it was quite late and she decided to hem it by hand. Since then I have let down the hems on a pair of curtains which were a tad short. I washed them pressed them well, then used bias binding to re-hem them. they look much better, I'm getting used to the machine now except that I can't always get the automatic needle threader to work. I have dug out some unfinished garments to finish off, and bought a pattern for a skirt length, which I bought in a sale a while ago. I unearthed that whilst looking out summer nighties and things in the big pine ottoman.
On Thursday of last week I had a long awaited appointment to get my hair cut. It was such a relief. My weight has been up and down a bit, I'm still very tired, didn't sleep for 2 nights a week or so ago. The second night I had actually taken a herbal remedy which I had seen advertised in a magazine. before I took it, I did wonder about it as it had vitamin B and magnesium in it. I know from experience that vit B taken late in the day can cause me to be wide awake, but the dose seemed low. I went to bed very tired, but exactly 1 hour after taking the herbal remedy, I came wide awake. That continued till about 5 am. I think it was that day when I had my physio appointment. She was still very pleased with me, I was complaining of pain, but she thought it was to do with me starting to use the stronger red exercise band, so she told me no exercise over the weekend, then she worked on some knotty muscles, and gave me ultrasound. She doesn't want to see me again unless I have problems, so it's wait and see. I am also to build up the strength by doing more.
My Mum in law now has her date for her operation to remove a bone spur from her shoulder. This dates back to the fall which she had last year. She has had several cortisone injections, but is still in pain. Yesterday she went for her pre op assessment. It seems she is not having the shoulder 'block', which I had, but a full general anaesthetic. She was quite surprised that I had a general, I don't know if she thought I had been awake when I had mine. No way! It's just that with the 'block' the general anaesthetic is lighter. I would have thought it would have been better in someone of her age to have a 'block', but perhaps her anaesthetist is not trained for it.
I was quite concerned that she said she was hoping that as I'd had no post op pain to speak of that she would be the same. I had to explain that many people find it a very painful op. I don't know why mine was pain free both times, unless I moved suddenly. The op is booked for the day before her 89th Birthday, and as she lives alone, she will be staying overnight.
We had been planning to go to visit for 2 nights before the op date was announced, but now we are not sure what to do. I suppose we could stay overnight at the local hotel, but what if we book and the op is cancelled like her first cataract one was? Decisions, decisions. Oh well, there's always 'late rooms' I suppose.
Recently I noticed a crack in the hall ceiling, and we decided that the bath needed resealing. So I took all of the sealant off plus the beading, and we couldn't shower for a while. I tried one method, which didn't work, we had a trip to B&Q. The car wouldn't start, so husband used his portable charger. The car has gone from being driven 30 miles a day, 5 days a week, to standing most of its time in the garage. It started, so we drove to B&Q. When we came out it wouldn't start again, so we phoned the RAC. It was 4.30 pm, and we were told it could take up to 6.30 pm. husband desperately needed to wash his hands, there are no facilities in our B&Q, so I suggested we went to M&S, used their facilities, then had a cuppa. The RAC chap had my mobile no. We hadn't even reached the dual carriageway crossing when my mobile rang, he was on his way, Heigh ho! About turn and quick march back to B&Q, good exercise. We were back about 5 mins before the RAC arrived. he declared our battery well and truly defunct, and fitted us with a new one which he just happened to have on board, how is that for service?
We've had some beautiful, hot weather,we were eating meals in the garden, and having coffee and tea there too, unfortunately, it has gone back to being wet and windy, with only an occasional glimpse of the sun.
I have been to see Daughter nand the children about 3 times lately, husband came with me once. Nathaniel is sometimes in a funny mood and won't have much to do with me, so I'm trying not to be holding Lydia when he first sees me. He is a typical two year old boy and far more contrary than Mary, but he is still adorable.