Happy New Year!
Resolutions....do you make any? I don't, I just think it sets me up to fail, it's too much pressure to put on myself and live up to. There are things I'd like to do - like getting more exercise by going for regular walks. It won't be every day, it's very much weather dependent - I'm a fair weather walker and no amount of 'the right clothes' is going to change that. I want to start losing weight again - I weighed myself yesterday morning to assess the damage.....I've put on 6.5 lbs of the 1 stone I'd lost, not nearly as bad as I'd thought. I can and will lose that again, and more. I want to get jobs done around the house and garden, some of which need to be saved up for, and some need doing in the short term by husband.
On the subject of which, I've had to be a bit firm with him over the past few days. In the past week or so, since he got the TV working, husband has quickly gone back to his old ways of having the TV on all day and dozing in front of it, or sitting at his computer playing chess or looking at cars. In the old house, I could get away from the TV by going in the kitchen or upstairs, and having the radio on. I can't in this much smaller bungalow - the lounge adjoins the kitchen with an open doorway in between and of course there's no upstairs. Over the past few days, even when I've been busy in the kitchen with the radio on, husband has several times just put the TV on anyway, completely disregarding the fact that I'm listening to the radio and we can't have both on at the same time when they're in such close proximity! He's also still wittering on about the TV, he's not satisfied with it for some unknown reason, and he can't find the remote for the DVD so can't watch any of his favourites. And yesterday he rang his daughter, who lives up in the Midlands, because he can't get access to Disney channel!! (she and her husband are far more techie minded than us).
There are a couple of jobs that husband needs to do, quite important and need doing now. One of them is to construct a short length of fencing, with a gate (which we have already), in the car port, so that when we open the kitchen door (which leads directly into the car port), Betty can't run out into the road. We'd discussed this before we moved in and agreed that it needs doing as a matter of urgency. It's not beyond husband's capabilities (at the moment) and he has all the necessary materials....or so he tells me. Over the past few days I've asked him several times to make a start on it. He hadn't. I asked again yesterday morning and he got quite shirty with me (he had the telly on already), but eventually got up and went outside to do it, with much scowling, sighing heavily and muttering under his breath. He's not finished it, nowhere near it (the neighbour came out and they chatted for ages), but at least he's made a start. I know he thinks I nag him (what is nagging but having to repeatedly ask for something to be done, which should have been done at the first time of asking!), but my worry is this: There will come a time - and it's approaching quite rapidly - when he will be unable to do these jobs. So he needs to do them now, while he still can. Having depleted our savings quite a lot with the move, we can't afford to 'get a man in' to do all these jobs. I do try to do (and have done) some of the smaller, easier jobs, to take the pressure off husband, like putting a few pictures up, putting boxes of stuff we don't need in the short term away on high shelves in the airing cupboard or the cupboard in my room. But I can't do everything, although no doubt I'll need to learn in time. Now he's made a start on the little fence, hopefully he'll get on and finish it soon....I will just have to make sure he does.
Yesterday I took all the baubles off the tree and packed them away, then the tree itself and all the Christmas figures I have under the tree. I prepped a load of veggies for our dinner, and extra to be frozen. Rearranged some stuff in the kitchen - I've done that several times now, think I've more or less got it how I want it now. Unpacked a box of books and put them on the bookcase in my room. Sorted out a washload for this morning. And then relaxed with a book in the afternoon. Yesterday evening we watched the Bond film, then went to bed. I was just dozing off when fireworks started at midnight - not right outside (no loud New Year oldies parties here!), a little distance away but still quite loud. Betty was off the bed straight away, running to both front and kitchen doors and the lounge window, whining like mad. The fireworks didn't go on for long, just a few minutes, but it unsettled her for an hour, she was slinking round the house with her tail between her legs and whimpering. I put my lamp on, read my book and just ignored her for the most part (which I don't like doing but didn't want to make her worse by making a big fuss of her), every so often encouraging her to come and get back on the bed, which she did for a minute or two at a time. Eventually, she did settle down to sleep. Husband says he did hear the fireworks but must have gone back to sleep immediately after, as he didn't hear Betty at all.
It's sunny and dry right now with not much wind, so I'll get out for my first walk of the year soon - it's forecast to be raining and with the winds picking up again later.