Rainbow...

When I had got back from the shops very early yesterday morning, hoping there would be no work for Saturday, next door, I was disappointed. 

Also quite a bit of stuff I needed from the food shops was out of stock, and there were notices saying."Very sorry, but there will be a delivery on Sunday" etc etc. I don't have that kind of energy to chase up even essential food.

Once, or at most twice a week to go out to get food is my maximum for the energy levels I have. I am shattered when I get home and I need to rest/sleep when I get home. I am going to have to rethink my diabetic diet, more stuff is going to have to be packets or tins for emergencies like yesterday. And maybe more specialist online ordering. There is just me, so a supermarket order shop doesn't work for me. I have tried it. I get given too much stuff with too short a date. So much wasted. 

By the way, you need to check, there were tins, and packets, these normally longer life goods on the shelves that were out of date (05/22 and 06/22 and more) and I saw this, on several items in 3 different food shops. All for the same full price as if it were in date. I am trying to assimilate this in my brain, and I was too exhausted when I got back home.  And to be faced with the horrendous noise of the work being done for the extreme neighbour from hell, I lost the will to live. I went to sleep the rest of Saturday. I feel have wasted the day, when I should be tidying for my daughter and writing those memories for her. I am so behind. But I just had nothing left in me, not even a spark.

However, it seems this work, next door, is now finished. It seems that from the front garden that he had the entire length of his driveway (which is all immediately adjoining my property) covered with tarmac. I never saw the tarmac lorry, but then I wasn't looking. I can see the tarmac driveway up to his high wooden gates, and I cannot see the back garden bit (but I could see the mechanical digger some days ago above the high wooden fence) so I assume that tarmac leads all the way to his garage which is about 80 plus metres from the road at the front, to the bottom of his garden (where the garage is). 

Who in their right minds wants to tarmac all that driveway with the hot days we have? What about his Alsatian's paws? Does this mean air pollution from the tarmac next door for me? I didn't feel well when it was being laid, I could smell fumes which smelt a bit like paraffin or petroleum. I lost a lot of my sense of smell with the cochlear implant, so I don't have smell as a warning signal any more. I was using my asthma inhaler yesterday - I thought it was the hot day. I was coughing a lot, but I had no idea tarmac was being laid, just a few metres away from me. I had taken my cochlear sound processor off, so I didn't hear anything. The tarmac I can see, at his front, goes right up to his bungalow walls, and right up to the wooden fence that he put up between him and me. There is no run off, or whatever you call it, no where for water to go, especially with what he has done to the front garden.  I thought it wasn't legal to do that much filling in of the soil.

I am hoping for a peaceful day on Sunday. I have a lot to do. I am assuming this neighbour from hell cannot have any more large projects to do, or is that a dangerous assumption...

Peace and tranquillity for today.
Peace Love and Harmony.
Peace....

Creative is a photo. One of my frogs willingly posed under my Rainbow of Hope. No photoshopping here. A straight photo.