...I've run the virus scan (still clear), struggled to take my morning pills, watered the tomatoes and cared for my carer for 36 minutes so far. To his credit, my carer has cared for me twice this morning (refilled my squash bottle and filled up two jugs of water before getting washed in the kitchen sink 🤮) for 4 minutes.
When my carer has finished getting washed in the kitchen sink 🤮 I'll go and make his breakfast then do the news and start planning out my NaNo novel - at least I've got an idea ruminating I've just gotta come up with 50 chapter ideas on the book idea now. I know roughly what is gonna happen, but I'm gonna give my muse a free reign so that I can get it all planned out as easily as possible.
Housework task for today is to tidy up the living room so I'm gonna do that and put the push-along cleaner over the downstairs floors. Alone. Again.
There's only one piece of housework that I refuse to do and that's wiping Steve's poo 💩 off the raised toilet seat but Steve does that every 3-4 weeks then demands a whole heap of praise for it, despite it being his own bloody poo and the one and only piece of housework that I refuse to do!
My carer has just come back through, so I can go and make his breakfast now.
See you all again soon.
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