Friday, 15-12-23: Blogmas 15

 Morning, one and all, and welcome to Friday.  Last day of the working week - or the last day of the non-working working week for us golden oldies.  

Today's Body Shop thingy is another hand cream - or hand balm this time, almond milk for dry, sensitive skin.

My hands do get dry, especially when I'm doing a lot of knitting.  Maybe the yarn draws the moisture out, I don't know, but I hate the scratchy feeling.  SO I am very happy about this third hand cream; they're all different in scent and in feel but they're all being used several times a day and my hands feel lovely and soft at the moment.

Goodness, I sound like an advert for Fairy Liquid.
Remember the old joke?

Mummy, mummy, why are your hand so soft?
Because daddy does the washing up, darling.
(in the days when daddies, generally, didn't . . .)

Yesterday was really good.  I got my bit of shopping done early before Chris came over for coffee, chat, fruit and nuts (elfy stuff)  😏, we had a lovely chat and we decided to try and fit one in next week on Wednesday, if possible.  

Then I did a bit of housework and made some fudge - for family, you understand!  It's in the fridge out of harms' way for now.

Seth's team - two of them anyway - turned up and did the necessary and now I think the work is all done and dusted - and paid for.  It's been a bit of a haul but I'm happy with the outcomes.  I had hoped to have everything sorted out and moved around by now or at least before Christmas, but that really isn't going to happen now.  Not to worry, there's loads of time.
I turned a bit spendy yesterday - only a bit - and bought a runner online to go from the door of the shed in front of the freezer.  The floor in these is already needing a wash so a bit of washable carpet should help with that.  It's daft to have to wash the shed floor!!

After a family chat in the evening, we decided that it would be better to defer our family get together until after New Year and, I have to admit, once that was decided, I did feel a great sense of relief amongst the sadness.  To get covid now would be a bit awful really.  Beth and Al are coming over for a low key Sunday thingy like we sometimes do, assuming they are bug free, and Beth will take Dave and Anna's gifts to them.  A shame but . . . I'm not usually paranoid about bugs but it's different this year, isn't it?

Today starts with Slimming World and later on I have my deferred personal training, the last one of this year.  The lovely cleaners will be working their usual magic and the house is ready for them.  There's a few piles of washing to do and, weather permitting, I can dry it out on the line.  That would be very nice and the forecast is quite positive but we will see.

I don't know if Sooze is reading this today but, if so, Sooze, I hope Wednesday went like a dream and that you are snug, cosy and warm in your lovely new-to-you home now.  Thinking of you.  xxx

For today's Blogmas music, I thought it was time to start on the more traditional carols with that lovely old children's carol, Away in a Manger, sung so, so beautifully by Libera. 

Just gorgeous . . .