Bits & Bobs of daily life

I’ve hurt my knee – my previously “good” knee – to the extent that I’m now wearing a knee brace. My Osteopath suggested I get a proper one and, after a lot of to-ing and fro-ing, I said I’d found one which was suitable for a torn lateral meniscus, adding: “even though my meniscus isn’t torn”. My Osteopath hmm-ed. Oddly, I did not ask her to clarify her hmm. Right now, I’m not sure I want to know any more potentially bad news, so shall just continue to hobble on in my brace.

We’re still waiting for the contract to sign on our new property. We’ve been waiting 2 weeks, and it’s 2 weeks until the proposed moving in date. You won’t be surprised to hear I am getting twitchy. I have expressed my twitchiness to the agents, who’ve given one more different excuse as to why we don’t have it yet. I will admit this excuse sounds like an actual reason rather than an excuse, nevertheless, tomorrow I’m looking at another property. I like it a lot more than the original one. I’m hoping the in the flesh experience lives up to the photographs. Send positive thoughts…

It is cold here and I have one. Well, I’ve had a sort of cold for quite a while now, but it seems to be making more of an effort to become a proper one this week. I do not want a cold. However much I want to pull up the drawbridge and snuggle with multiple books and hot tea, I am mid-declutter and need to get stuff done. I shall continue to drink the Vit C and Zinc…

While saying I’ve been busy decluttering, the stats prove that I’ve actually done a lot of reading. Only 5 books, but most were long ones. Indeed, they average at over 400 pages, despite including one novella. As one of them merited the full 5-stars, I can count January as a good start to 2025’s reading.

I appear to have stopped taking my anti-depressants. Not by intent I should add. A little over a week ago, I ran out, and kept missing the times when my pharmacy was open – every day, for a week. I mean, clearly my behaviour indicates I’d like not to be taking them (if for no other reason than ‘cos they interact negatively with one of my other medications), but I didn’t really feel that I was in the right frame of mind to be adding anti-depressant withdrawal to life’s seemingly constant stream of challenges. Nevertheless, here I am. I finally have some tablets sitting in my drawer in case I feel the need. Fingers crossed that I don’t, and that this turns out to be the most trouble-free weening off of my life so far.

It is my grandson’s birthday this month. I don’t know if we’ll make it into our new home before the big day, or whether my daughter’s family will make it into their new house before the big day (yeah, there’s a lot of moving in this family’s immediate future). Either way, he’s of an age to have got the hang of this presents and celebrating thing, so I’m thinking it’ll be loads of fun. I am looking forward to fun of the 4-year old small boy variety – it’s just the sort of thing a weary old grandma needs to provide joy.

What’s going on in your world – be it big or small, complaint or joy, silly or serious?

© Debs Carey, 2025