Our house is back to normal at last – would not want to experience another three weeks like the last, with the house in turmoil, my mum going bananas and me starved of attention. Last length of wallpaper hung in the sitting room late this morning and whoosh – sofas back in place, new curtains up, my sleeping place restored on the rug.
My mum was so worn out she managed to get an emergency body massage at her favourite salon and came back somewhat more mellow. A stiff gin and tonic did the rest. Feel safe to leave her and go off the bootcamp for the weekend though I gather I’m coming back to parade for visitors tomorrow night. Suppose after that I’ll be left on my own (THE CAT won’t keep me company) cos mum has decided to take them out for curry rather than shatter herself again cooking and playing hostess.
I lend a helping hand.