Today I am 60.
I have washed up, cleaned the bathroom, cleaned and washed out the cats litter tray, I have undertaken the mammoth task of hoovering up all the paper cat litter bits that they walk out with them. At 2.30pm we got wrapped up and armed with his new GPS gadget Mr Hs and I walked out of the marina and turned left to do some geocaching nearby. Having got down onto the towpath we walked towards the first nearest cache, but it seems that the GPS system is so complicated that it was taking a while to understand. Whilst Mr Hs was working out how accurate his GPS toy was I walked 300 metres further down the towpath and finally found my first cache, yippee! I wrote the date and mrs hsg on the list and replaced it. On to the next one back down the towpath, this time Mr Hs found it in a hole in a piece of concrete, dripping with water. The walk back was torturous both Mr Hs and I had not walked this far for several months and joints and muscles were screaming that maybe we had walked too far! The birdsong as we walked was stupendous, both noisy and beautiful announcing that spring is just around the corner. I can’t wait to take the boat out knowing that there is no reason to hurry back.
18/02/13 – We got up early and trundled off to Burton Treatment Centre for my eye check up appointment, only to find I had somehow mixed up the days in my head and the appointment is next Monday. I knew my appointment was on the 25th but simply did not seem to connect the day being the 18th. Mr Hs said several times that he must remember to write this down to tell the memory clinic. Ok wrong day, but it got us up out of bed and out.