Up until yesterday, we’ve been kindly refusing help from family and friends. Mainly because our days never go to plan. At night we come up with a schedule for the next day, and as soon as we get to the hospital, the day spirals completely out of control, and fitting in other people becomes impossible. My parents have spent hours in the waiting lounge for Louise and I to find a gap when they can visit, and this is after making a huge hole for it in our schedule the night before. Also, most jobs or tasks would involve me having to stay at home and explain them anyway, so we simply told people to wait off until things started to settle down.
Yesterday that all finally changed. I’ve already mentioned getting the tyres fixed, but my Mum and Dad were beaten to the punch by a few hours when Louise’s sister and boyfriend delivered what can only be described as a DIY instant soup convention! Our fridge and freezer are now completely full of soup, all shapes and sizes, all colours and densities, and going by last night’s effort, all damn yummy and easy to prepare. Not to mention so much more cheaper than takeaway every night.
It’s been about 4 weeks since we did a food shop, but we were finally able to do one on Monday, so it hasn’t been all bad food wise. But this will now set us up for about ooh, a month? Or at least until Molly comes home that’s for sure. Maybe that will be our first meal as a family.
And also yesterday, my Mum gave Louise a shawl that she had used for me when I was a baby, knitted by my grandmother. It is in absolute pristine condition, as if it had just been bought from a high class knit shop, and while this is quite normal for Mum, apparently there is a small stain somewhere, not that we could find it. Apparently my (younger) sister had also used it. Ahh, whether to use it for Molly, or file it away as a valuable heirloom… When we opened it, both Louise and I were in tears. I even had to sit down to steady myself… Mum’s been doing that recently, every few weeks something turns up from when I was a baby, 42 years ago. Strange times indeed..