I'm wilting. I delivered 450 news letters today. Most of them today, I made a start last night and had to stop when a thunderstorm gave everything a good soaking. Not me thank goodness, I made it back to the car just as the enormous droplets started to fall.
I finished them today. It was hot but I kept going. It had to be done because there was information inside about an event which takes place this weekend.
Opened a can of cider when I got home. Had had to have a lie down on the sofa. I don't think I need to do my walk tonight, already done five hours going up and down garden paths.
Highlight of the day was a little girl getting some instruction on how to use a white cane to help her walk about in the street. Two ladies guiding her, one I think was her mother, the other offering words of encouragement to keep her in a straight line. A lovely sight to see. She must have been about seven or eight. I felt sad that the little girl could not see all the colours of the flowers in the gardens. I am so lucky to have my sight.
Dinner out of the fridge tonight, can't be bothered to cook.
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