nonironmummy

The randomness that is My World

Laughter – The best medicine.

Watching great British bake off last night with one of my daughters and the partner of another daughter. Partner hadn’t ever had blancmange (lucky thing!) and was asking us to describe it. After a few attempts (disgusting;wobbly;weird;yukky) I tried a more scholarly explanation….

“The French call it Panna Cotta” 😳 cue fits of laughter from my daughter for about five minutes 🙄 . She was laughing so hard and for so long it cheered us all up!

Apparently my brain cells had switched off for the night already!!!! Oooops

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Tuesday

Lovely walk this morning with my dog walking dog (i.e. Not my dog – the dog I walk four days a week). He’s been my therapy and saviour this year. Depression and anxiety (sometimes) take away a sense of self worth and usefulness, the dog doesn’t care how I feel about myself, he greets me with glee in a morning and never fails to lift my spirits. Added bonus of walking in the amazing countryside near his house, listening to the birds, seeing the occasional creature scurrying away and making me remember how much I loved to walk in my PD (pre depression) days. I now walk around 20 miles a week which compares very favourably to the hardly ever got out of the house weeks.

My depression may always be a daily struggle, but I’m winning at the moment more often than not.

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Essential Equipment

Following my jaunt up and down the motorways yesterday I was left with a car full of essential ‘stuff’ that my grown up daughter may (or may not) need at some as yet unspecified point in her future. Apparently I have plenty of room to store it (not true).

Other members of my household fell with glee upon the microwave that has journeyed home with me. This type of kitchen equipment has been missing from my life for around three years. I have been unbothered by the lack of one and have turned down numerous offers from my mother to buy one for me. It now rests on my kitchen work surface, not an unusual place for it, but it looks HUGE! We’ve managed perfectly well with saucepans and an oven (although the oven doesn’t work at the moment….).

The microwave is just very much THERE now and I don’t like it. As with all waifs/strays/almost relatives/no relative at all/random cats, it may as well stay now it’s home.

But we all know who will be cleaning the inside of this brute…..

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