*sigh* again…

So I thought I’d recovered from the gastro… I’ve still been feeling a bit crook all week, though.  Hydralyte iceblocks are still A Good Thing – in fact, I’ve just had to send poor Mr Beloved out on a grocery/chemist mission to get more. And more apples.  Apples are good.

Not much else has happened this week… I have a toothache, which is making me miserable and costing me sleep, so I am overtired and grumpy again. Just got to get through to 11 o’clock tomorrow and the dentist will fix it.  I am so tired of it hurting I’m almost looking forward to going to the dentist!  (and I am the biggest sook of a patient…) Luckily we have lots of Oil of Cloves in the meantime…

The new King sized quilt for the bed has been WONDERFUL.   Even when Constance the Counterpane Counterweight hops up, there is still enough quilt to cover both me and Mr Beloved.  So nice not to have to wrestle for the quilt!

And in wonderful news: the Shouties next door have moved out!  No more THUDTHUDTHUDTHUDTHUD as the three children under 5 start running up and down the wooden floored hallway next door at 6 every morning.  (It sounded like it was in our house – our bedroom wall being only about 2 metres away from their house.)

Surely after all the &(*#^!&(^@&*( neighbours we’ve had in that house, we must be due for a nice quiet retired couple with a small quiet dog and no grandchildren? We can only hope…