Thucking Thursday

Another night from hell this time mostly me moaning “aargh my back aargh” I don’t know what’s hurting I can’t decide if it’s my kidney or a muscular problem but it hurt a lot! My darling son again got up before 5am I need to reset his body clock before I die from sleep deprivation. Anyway work calls and as I’m having trouble moving I’m forcing my children into slavery and making them come with me to help rather than sofa loafing and eating me out of house and home……..a whole jar of set honey in five days, Yes a whole jar in under a week??? I remember a time in my life a jar of honey would last at least a year lurking at the back of the cupboard slowly welding itself to the shelf waiting for someone to have a cold so bad they seek it out making the effort to try and chisel the crystallised mess for a honey and lemon miracle cure!

When I left yesterday I had one order sitting on the clip by the time I got in today I was up to 15 and on my own (the kids not that surprisingly turned out to be more of a hindrance than a help) is pretty tough going but in floristry failure is not an option so scissors at the ready I whizzed my way through the orders stopping not so briefly to chat to the car sales guys I share the site with, they have been extended the courtesy of being told the site is sold but also been given two weeks to leave so who knows where I stand! I did have a childish chuckle when an order came through from Michael Jackson giving a little mileage to conspiracy theorists he is alive and well and living in Perthshire and giving us a laugh mainly at me moonwalking (an art I perfected trying to get dog shite off my shoes) then MJ called to confirm some details and shattered the fantasy with a broad Scottish accent.

Food offerings today was far too many croissants, they were some new fandangled butter that’s low in fat, this just meant I ate twice as many as usual and they had all the flavour and texture of warm flakey cardboard, bugger my arteries bring back the butter! Lunch was a big fat nothing and I really tipped the fat fest over the edge with an Indian takeaway for dinner but oh god was it good! On a positive note I’ve had no sugary drinks or chocolate for a few days.

I totally disregarded my families wants and binge watched history programs all evening eventually ending up watching the brilliant Lucy Worsely talking about the Georgians, she eventually got to Caroline Ansbach, there was a brief clip showing a rather too honest bust of the kings consort and I have to say it somewhat resembled me, it would just be my luck if if ever I were elevated to such a level someone carved a bust of me for prosperity they would focus a little too much on my broken nose and many chins, I’m sure Caroline is somewhere looking down loathing that unflattering effigy!

Just before bed I checked my emails and found the message below sent to the website, I’ve chopped the front bit off as it gave too many personal details of the lady but this really made my night. Please remember to thank people you might just make a tough day a worthwhile one “Its my birthday today and I was astounded to receive a really beautiful hand-tied arrangement this afternoon, it really is one of the best I have ever received, I know friends sourced you and paid for the flowers but thank you so much, it is fabulous. I have saved your details and will definitely use you myself when I have need. x”

After a long hot bath I am off to bed now please, please, please let me sleep 💤