Back to usual

 Gone are the days when I was able to choose the TV programme and the time for going to bed. Now I will bring my drinking glass to the kitchen at nine fortyfive then race upstairs, brush my teeth and do my evening ablution before I enter the bedroom to take my pills and sink onto the bed, hubby already on my heels- best way to not let me sleep. Yet I am glad that he is back- never seen a man who loves vacuuming and mopping as much as he does. And he does a great breakfast, if he feels like it. But he does not give a sh.. on Roman-Catholic tradition and had bacon for breakfast. Must be the residual aversion towards bigotry, stemming from the time he had to live with his mother, a rabid member of Jehovah´s Witnesses. During breakfast hubby talked about his trip and the awful landing at Salzburg airport. I was just reading the newspapers and found out that we had wind speeds of 110 km/h. No wnder that the window panes of the house were rattling nonstop and that landing a plane was not so easy! Today the weather was a bit wet and quite cool- we never made it over nine degrees. Foehn and headache are gone, but I had to light a fire in the wood burner. Yet the weather was great for bringing the palm- and lemon trees out. Those are still on the terrace, sheltered from wind and rain, but will go to the garden wall tomorrow, when sun will be back. Son will come in the evening, so I dusted his room and put fresh bedding on. Did not do so yesterday, was a bit disappointed that he postponed his visit for a day. Housework for Easter is done now, so tomorrow will be a day of rest. At least I will not leave the house for shopping- on top of my car is a slide Cassian and Flavius will get for Easter. A bit unpractical to drive along this way!