In the Pink

I slept late this morning…thankfully I’d nowhere I had to be as it must have been 10.30am before I stirred! Started a bit of gentle cleaning in the sitting room ready for the Christmas decs going up…took down the voiles, cleaned the glass (several times!) then realised my spare voiles didn’t fit the new pole I’d put up last time I took them down! Grrr…then had to wash and iron the dirty ones quickly to get them back up before the wee man arrived for the night. An unexpected visit due to Pops being exceedingly hungover…no sympathy for him but I did take pity on the wee one.

My brother popped in to see Mam at lunchtime today to find she wasn’t there, he eventually located her in the discharge ward and was told she was being sent back to the care home, hopefully today. At 6.30 this evening the care home have no idea what is happening and whether she is being sent or not…you really couldn’t make up how disjointed the NHS system is!

When I noticed the streak of pink through the sitting room window this afternoon I realised I didn’t have a blip…so this is what you get!