Another wet weekend

Surprise, we have just had another wet weekend.  I am not sure if it is the weather or the fact I have had a further sickness, a chest infection, but I have been struggling to get out of bed these last few mornings. Today it was 9am, yesterday a record at 10am and Friday 9.30. Usually, I am out of bed by 8am after having woken an hour or two earlier. I can only tell myself that I must need the extra lie in and hope these late rises don’t become a habit.

Not that it matters but I think one can waste so much day if one spends an extra hour or two in bed. My own mother never got out of bed before 10am. She counteracted this by staying up very late at night, but it must have been nightmarish for her when the children and I came to stay as they were always awake and talking by 6am. Perhaps another reason she was always grumpy.

We had an enjoyable birthday on Saturday. I liked the open home concept and is something I may try myself at a later date. People had between the hours of 11am and 4pm to visit, with snacks provided throughout the day. I did feel for our 90-year-old friend having to entertain so many people for so long but he is one of these incredibly fit and agile old fellas, so probably not too affected.

Yesterday, when I finally pulled myself out of bed at 10, I felt like some of the mince on toast I had seen advertised at the café when I attended the writing group on Thursday. I was surprised when Stephen agreed to the idea as he is not really a café fan, but we set off to Mangonui for an enjoyable breakfast and later visited Genevieve and Willow. Somehow, the four of us seem to create magic and it wasn’t long before we were all rolling around in stitches, reading imaginary letters from some of Willow’s blank animal cards. It was a lot of fun.

Coming home and it was time for a sleep, even though it was only early afternoon. This last sickness has certainly taken its toll on me, as I’ve needed extra sleep at night and a daytime one as well. Last night, I did wake up for a couple of hours so I guess I can be excused for sleeping in this morning. But as I said, the wet weather doesn’t help as there isn’t a lot to do on days like this. This morning it is showery with fierce winds.

I have finished re reading my two books and will soon set about putting a speech together for the Mind, Body, Spirit event in Pukekohe next month. In retrospect, I think my last one was sterile. I want to bring this next one to life more. At events like that, people are already interested and converted so that part of the task is done, one just needs to make the talk interesting and hopefully interesting enough for people to want to buy my books.

I desperately need a walk as well, so hopefully the day will fine up enough for me to have one…too much eating and too little exercise.