I would like to be sitting out peacefully as the evening cools, but NO chance as pollen levels have been so high that I have had a streaming nose for the first time in 20 years, and despite being on heavy-duty prescription-only anti-histamines. At least my asthma is OK (touch wood) so I mustn't complain. Just another couple of weeks and I will be able to go outside properly again. June is not an enjoyable month for me, especially when the weather is good and I have to look at it through a window.
I have finished the latest Phil Rickman novel which had rather an abrupt ending. Still reading one of his older books on my Kindle though, so no withdrawal symptoms yet (have just read 3 of his in a row).
Yesterday I blew the dust off an unfinished hexagon quilt I had bought a couple of years back to finish. Unfortunately returning to hand sewing has made my both wrists hurt (damaged when I fell over L. Whale some years back) and my sewing hand is complaining too. I shall have to take regular breaks. I'll take a photo tomorrow - it's mostly navy and red prints. I did manage to wash (in the bath) a lovely but shabby old antique quilt which has had the purple fabrics shred and along one edge it has been clutched enough to fray the edges. I used a photo of part of this quilt for my business cards when I was trading regularly.
I can't do any of the jobs that NEED doing - painting windows - can't open them to prevent them sticking; wallpapering - kitchen table piled high with stuff which has been moved so the tiling can be done; starting a new quilt ditto (Heirloom one still on hold) as no-where to cut the fabrics. Gardening - totally out of the question of course. Walking - ditto.
The kitchen is nearly done - the last few tiles will go in place tomorrow and then it will all be grouted. Electrics need finishing off too. I am fed up with having to set the alarm as builder arrives 8.15 ish. This is particularly irksome on nights like last night when I only got 4 hrs sleep, then took my inhalers at 6 and was woken from a deep sleep by the alarm at 7.30. I soon tired of hearing Radio 2 all day long as well. Today and yesterday it was the scream of wheel meeting tile as they were all cut to size (lots of awkward bits in the kitchen). Despite being shattered I can't have a sofa nap in case my name gets called so I can go and answer a question. I can't do a proper meal either so it will be nice to have my kitchen back. I still have to sort rough bits of wall out where the old tiling went up a bit higher, so it will be Polyfilla and rubbing back, and then I can paint. Watch this space for the nearly finished photos (e.g. kitchen all done but not decorated).
Things I am grateful for this week:
The kitchen looks lovely and is nearly finished.
The fledgling Swallows are flying round and round outside as I write this.
The evening sun is on the woodland on the slopes across from our home, showing differing shades of green.
3 young plants to be added to my new herbaceous border.
Some very slight progress with Keith's health problems.