Monday again

So...today is Monday. They do come around quickly, don’t they?? Surely it was only Monday just the other day....

This morning, the Boy found the piano. It has been in his room for a very long time but he only just noticed it again today. He enjoyed hammering away on the lower keys which reverberated in a satisfying fashion. He was delighted.

Thankfully this piano playing had put him in a good mood so when the Wrong Bus arrived, he only protested a little...a small attempt at a fling to the ground, prevented by a judicious placing of my knee behind him. Then the Marvellous L , his invaluable and fantastic bus escort who can NEVER leave (just saying, L), talked him onto the Wrong Bus and away they went.

I was due to meet a chum today but she was unable to make it in the end so M and I had an ‘exciting’ trip to a flooring shop to investigate the various types of flooring one can purchase which are not plastic based...we are seeking information at this point and came away, informed , complete with brochures, our heads full of thoughts about wood, engineered wood and various other words...like marmoleum...

Then, to recover,  we ventured into a nearby wood for a walk where I found a Wild Thing...actually it was M ....who has cut neither his beard nor his hair since retiring in September. Not as bad as it might sound..he has had a beard for many a year ..it is just a little wilder...and when I first met him, he had cascading locks which fell in waves and curls onto his shoulders(it was the 70’s)so I find it rather comforting!!

The walk was muddy but we were jolly. The Boy refuses to walk in a wood these days which is a bit of a sad loss to us so our default position when unexpectedly without the Boy is ‘let’s walk in a wood’....so we did.

On returning home, we had a small pile of post awaiting us...a birthday present for someone who has a birthday in March (,not me...even though my birthday IS in March)a most marvellous item of clothing for me from a fantastic company who make long colourful skirts (my wardrobe has gone from bland to beautiful)and an unexpected gift from an anonymous sender. I have no idea who you are but thank you so much..you are very kind and I feel both overwhelmed and completely undeserving of such a gift.

Our heating has been restored, my beautiful new skirt has arrived, we have been given a splendidly unexpected gift and the Boy has rediscovered his piano...all is well with the world.

I hope your world is well too.

The End