Wednesday, 17 October 2018

On a mission.


Having worn Baggy and Calum out last week, sprucing up the holiday cottage, Clever Bird walked into their own house and had to calm Hormonal Hannah down! In spite of The Domestic Goddess's best efforts to de-clutter and tidy their own house, what she'd actually succeeded in doing was to create even more chaos - you know that interim stage Baggees where it gets worse before it gets better? Well, that's how she'd left it. Hannah who'd felt quite soothed in the cleanly homeliness of the holiday cottage, just couldn't cope! But Clever Bird had an idea! Having realised just how good number one furry was at doing 'stuff', she decided that it was time for him to do 'stuff' at home. As it turned out he didn't have to work at the weekend after all, so Baggy set him to it!


Now it's a Suffolk thing, that even though houses generally have a front door, people rarely use it. Instead they tend to 'go round the back'. In the case of Baggy's house, thanks to the hoarding tendencies of its occupants, it's pretty much impossible to get through the front door anyway, as the porch is totally full of boots and shoes! So the entrance, 'round back', is through the kitchen. The kitchen that was installed approximately thirty-five years ago! And hasn't really been updated since. The double oven is so old that it's been gushing out smoke from its leaky seals for months now, so the plan was to replace it with the cooker that's been standing in a shed for nine years!

Baggy planted this little seed in Calum's ear, and before she could blink, this had happened!


So while Calum did 'stuff', Furry Mama took the pooch and Hannah to Southwold beach for a couple of hours.













 When they got home again, the kitchen was like this.


Progress has been made since, although Baggy has had a week of being places! Blood tests, auctioneers, estate agents, dentists, back to the holiday cottage today, doctors tomorrow, so she's not quite ready to share it yet! But watch this space Baggees!

Meanwhile, Freda Fretter is convinced that Baggy's anaemia has once again taken a bit of a turn for the worse as she's having to have siestas once more, she hasn't long to wait to find out though, as she'll be at the doctors' surgery for her latest blood results tomorrow......


Note to readers (my lovely Baggees): For the avoidance of any doubt - every character in this blog is me!!! No Baggy was harmed in its writing.

Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Yellow.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 2. 

Tears: Surprisingly not.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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