Deirdre Geraghty

I couldn’t get to sleep last night and ended up going back downstairs back on the chair where I nodded off many times in the early hours. I hope to sleep really well tonight.

When I am speaking to someone that I don’t know I get very nervous and talk absolute nonsense. And then I spend the next few months remembering and reliving it and feeling absolutely terrible!!

I have a bit of a crush on someone. I am trying to move past it but somehow it doesn’t want to leave me alone. I know it’s completely impossible and unrealistic and I’m too old and too happy and in such a good place that it’s not something I should be spending any time thinking about. Hopefully it will wear off in time because it is ridiculous. But he is very yummy so it’s quite understandable. Never mind!!

Sunday my friend E came over. We ordered two roast turkey dinners which was delicious and we had a good chat. I always feel good when I have had lots of veggies. Yummy.

My dear friend Z came over last night, stopping for some fish and chips on the way. I set up the places on the coffee table so we could watch a snippet of television at the same time. I always chat too much throughout and then I leave some chips which have gone cold which is my own fault. Hopefully I didn’t say anything l shouldn’t.

So, last evening I received an apology and no l hadn’t done or said anything. I have no idea what that was all about. He usually takes me wherever I want to go but will he in the future? I still have to get a new appointment when they call. Or l could call them l suppose. I’m waffling.

I seem to have somehow upset my friend. Whatever l have said or done is unknown to me and I’m sure I am sorry for whatever that was but I really miss his company already. I really wish I knew what the problem is. I have probably said something which is the usual thing I get wrong.

I had three appointments booked at my surgery this morning. I waited and waited and no sign of the driver so I had to cancel. I hope he is okay. He has never let me down before.

I don’t seem to be able to get up anytime sooner than 9.00 or even later since my trip to Kent the other day. Hopefully I’ll get back to normal soon. I’ll get back to reading my New Statesman in a minute which is how I usually spend my Saturdays.

Yesterday a dear of a human C took me to Kent where I attended the funeral of my eldest sister N. As expected I really didn’t appreciate the church thing, nobody understood a word of it and my back really didn’t like the wooden pews. Then there was the Crematorium which was a delight and I am very glad that I managed to go. We didn’t stay long at the wake as we wanted to stop for the eclipse. We found a pub with a lovely garden in Chelmsford and then we got home really speedily. I’m very tired today.