........Tomorrow is another day..........

Monday January 4th 2016.

I have looked forward to this day............I have been totally indifferent to this day...............I am dreading this day.

When I decided to retire back in June this was going to be THE day.............the day when the Boss and the Daughter went back to work after Christmas........and I was beginning my retirement............I could get up when I wanted........do what I wanted...........eat what I wanted.......watch what I wanted on TV......the list was endless.

When the Boss became ill this was going to be like any other day......waking the Boss.......getting her breakfast........helping her wash and clean her teeth.........sitting with her...........getting her medication.....talking with her...........making lunch..tidying the house..........the list was almost endless.

Tomorrow this will be the first day I've been on my own............the Daughter will have gone to work....the house will be quiet......no one to talk to, laugh with, even cry with............just me............and the memories.

So what's with the boots? The family were round today..............taking down Christmas and getting the house ready for after the funeral, when hopefully my friends will come and drink a toast to Helen. After they'd gone we couldn't find the remote for the TV sound system.....last seen in the possession of Hannah....the Daughter and I hunted high and low......under cushions.......under chairs.......in drawers...........up stairs.......down stairs...........we phoned to see if she'd taken it home in her  picnic toy..........no...........we looked in the bin.....the bathroom.....not a sign.

Two hours later I realised the Daughter's DM's were beside my computer desk...............it couldn't be .............could it?.............Yep, in the right boot, the remote!

Kids eh?

Das vidanya moy padruga.