Five blissful hours!
Saturday, October 27, 2018
I had five wonderful hours all to myself this morning, the first time since early September. For three weeks in September, DH was in hospital, two of the weeks very ill, so the mornings I had at home didn’t feel like time off, even though I was on summer vacation. The day after he came out, I went back to work.
The first week, he was weak and there were a few minor disasters. He left the bath water running too long and the emergency “off” switch cut the gas. I got home very late and we were chatting, him sitting between the futon and the armchair. He decided to call the emergency gas people. I said that leaving the water on too long was not really an emergency but he said it was OK. When they arrived, he asked me to ask them to get him up off the floor. I hadn’t realized he was actually stuck between the futon and the armchair! Couldn’t move. That was one of his aims in calling the gas people as he’s too heavy for me to lift. “Resourceful, aren’t I?” says DH. Er yes! The gas men were very nice and kind. The first week continued with a couple more incidents, but now he’s much better.
Last weekend I overbooked myself with meeting friends and it wasn’t very relaxing. The first day was great but the second was a friend who came to Japan for a visit. I hadn’t seen her for twenty-six years and I took her out for dinner. In the intervening years, she had become a vegetarian and I hadn’t thought to ask her preferences. That’s a social rule I won’t forget again! The meal was uncomfortable and I ended up stuffing all the fish and leaving as much of the veg to her as possible.
Today was the first time I had time which was completely mine. It felt like my first chance to recover from six tough weeks. I went for a one-hour walk, and then I did one hour of yard work clearing autumn leaves and mossy sludge from under them. There were a lot of mosquitoes swirling around me but my repellent worked perfectly - not one bite, and I feel proud of the cleaned up space which had been bugging me for a while. A bit more time to clean and tidy up and DH came home. We took an afternoon nap. Now I’m going shopping. I’m making tortillas for dinner.
PS: We rent from my husband’s BIL and his sister planted hydrangeas in the area outside our apartment. I tidied it all up and unknowingly ripped up all the hydrangeas with the weeds. BIL told me she’d planted them after my yard work efforts! DH doesn't like hydrangeas because they bloom in the rainy season, a season which of course he doesn't like (but I don’t mind actually!).