What day is it, what’s the date, and how long is this going on for?

Are these some of the questions you are asking yourself, or someone in your household asking you.

I tend to know by what I do.  Sunday and Wednesday nights are dustbin nights, as the garbage/trash gets picked up Monday, and Thursday mornings.  I do hubby’s medication for the week on a Wednesday night.

Eastenders, our favourite English soap used to be on Mon, Tues, Thurs, and Fri.  Now I know it’s only Monday, and Tuesday.  Mon, Weds, and Fri are Coronation Street nights.

Sat and Sun mornings we used to look forward to our English Premier League matches.  Now we watch replay, after replay.

I look at my calendar on my phone, and all the doctor, and specialist appointments are cancelled, apart from a couple.  Hubby isn’t signing the checks for the timeshare, it’s just the Management company.

Yes, hubby asks me all of the above questions, and my answers are, what is left for us on that day.  I have to keep my brain working on something.


  1. This is giving me a taste of what retirement will be like with my husband home every day. In that respect it’s good but I do want it to be over. I cut my finger very badly yesterday and I think it’s going to be ok but I can’t even go out to have a doctor check it.

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  2. There are not enough hours in the day when you are retired. So much to do. I pray that your finger isn’t too bad. I still have my appointment for my cast, and hubby for his diabetic shoes. All others cancelled.


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