For my 4th lunch of the month, I had a mug of Minestrone Cup Soup made entirely by me while my carer scrubbed the kitchen counters, then washed up the washing up and stacked it, still dripping wet, on the bread board, then emptied the washing basket with all the folded up towels in it and rolled them up and pushed them in with such force that I now can't take any of them out to use tomorrow morning, then scrubbed the hob and left the basket on the floor then logged out and went to her next client. As a result, I've had to dry up and put away the plates, which means I won't be able to have leftovers again, dry the bread board and sides so that I can have breakfast tomorrow, dry the hob, sides and floor then put the washing up bowl back and haul the laundry back on top.
I'm in agony, shaking like a leaf, wobbly like you wouldn't believe and I've fallen over more times in the last hour than I usually do in an entire day and that's without having to deal with my groceries in a couple of hours (assuming it's not early) too!
Never mind though, eh? As long as she helps and supports me however she feels necessary, it doesn't matter that she's well and truly screwed me up for the rest of the week or even longer eh?
Here's the photo of today's lunch:
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