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When I said in my last post that this blog was my support, I wasn't trying for the pity party. It's truly been a massive support for me for years. There's been some sound advice given, which I've appreciated and sometimes takne, and some great stories and experiences shared - there are so many lovely people out there and I am lucky enough to have some of them following this blog. I am very grateful and thank you so much for the messages. I feel hugged and inspired.
Susan said that she thought I was brave sharing my problems. I don't feel brave. I think it's important to admit that sometimes things go wrong and, to be honest, sometimes life is so much more entertaining when there is a little less perfection. For example, it took me days to get all the dried rose petals out of the toilet brush and that's much more fun to share than me saying how I keep my bathroom perfectly (I don't - but that's a work in progress and it's okay).
The freezer came. I was up until the early hours trying to defrost the old freezer. It was deeply encrusted. I'd manage to use up most of the stuff and so there were only the dregs of some frozen mixed veg and some dubious chicken pieces that had to be thrown out. The old freezer was as tall as me and it took a lot of towels to soak up the mess, but by the time the men came I had defrosted it, moved it out of the walk in cupboard and into the kitchen, mopped where it had stood for the last ten years and cleared every chair, box and hanger out of the path for the new freezer.
The delivery men were very nice, and unpacked the new freezer with frightening and ruthless efficiency, but they seemed to be shocked that there were steps into the kitchen. I had warned them, and the same firm (AO) had previously taken a fridge and a washing machine down the same steps, but these men seemed shocked at their very existance. Once they had got over that, though, the old freezer was taken and the new fridge installed in double quick time and they were off. I'm letting it settle and Tesco are delivering lots of frozen food tomorrow.
Bear has had his last day of term. It was Christmas Jumper Day. He was wearing the same one he wore last year, which had been big on him. It's still got plenty of room for growth in it and should he need a Christmas jumper next year I'm sure it will still do. As ever, bear came home with one more Christmas present than he left with, but that's okay. It means that there is now a home for the duplicate chemistry set I bought accidentally when it was an excellent deal. I'll have to hand it over in January, but I don't suppose that it will be a problem.
I think Step Two is going to have to be getting me out of the house on a daily basis. I've tried to set that goal before and not managed. I'm going to have to work on that, and with the holidays it's probably going to have to wait until after New Year. However I feel positive that things are a little further on than they were yesterday, so Step One is continuing.
Thank you again for listening to me and for the amazing support. Hugs x