Tuesday and some good news

Good morning, everyone.  I'm having a sleepless night (mutter, grump) so am posting this really early.  No idea what the weather is doing outside at the moment.  Yesterday was a right washout though.  Rain, rain, endless rain so no allotment again.   To be fair, it did stop raining later on but everywhere was still dripping wet so I wasn't keen on going out.

As Longfellow once wrote:

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
(The Rainy Day)

The good news - I have my op date!
Over the weekend I started thinking about it and decided that saying that I would contact 'them' in a fortnight if I hadn't heard was just procrastination.  If it needs doing, do it NOW!

So I shot off an email to Mr C.'s business manager, mentioning the weight loss, having been on the liver shrinking diet since mid Feb, asking if she could give me some idea of roughly where I was on the waiting list and approximately when I could expect the op to be.
Yesterday morning I got a reply.  A fortnight today.

I do wonder whether the email pushed it forward.  I do hope not because I'd hate to think I'd pushed in ahead of other waiting and unwell people.

I laughed when I read the date because, of all the days in the year it could be, it's on my birthday!  What are the chances of that, eh?  Yeah, I know, 365 to 1!
I know it might easily change but am hoping it won't because I want this over and done so I can get on with a jolly, retired life again.  The first thing I will do is book a return holiday to Cambridge!

So there you go!  That's my good news.

Without the allotment, yesterday passed without much fuss really.  Some parcels arrived.  I attended that meeting in the evening - or rather, it came here to me.  It was the first of two and was for my son rather than for me.  Mine is on Thursday.  Oh, and I learnt how you can find a square root or, at least, very close to it!  It might possibly have come close to exploding my brain but once I got it, it was easy.

Today (later on once I have had a bit more sleep, I sincerely hope), I have tuition first thing (that's why I needed to know about the square root), then I hope to pop off to the allotment and later on the lovely Sharon is coming to work her usual six-weekly magic with my hair.  Beth's not coming over tonight, she'll be here tomorrow instead.

And I have to do some serious thinking about how to tackle the rest of this weight, once the necessity to be very. very careful has passed.

Have a good day!  I'm back off to bed!