One of those days

​you know the day. You start to do one thing, then on your way to get something 

Or the washing machine calls. You get side tracked and start another thing 

Then you go back to the first, detour and do a third thing and by the time you finish 

You haven’t actually finished any one of them. 

Like this

let me tell you all about this 

I got the gold thingy months ago. 

Then I ordered the beads. Two tiny packets with teeny tiny beads

Today I got the vase. So I put the gold thingy in keeping some out so it’s not all at the bottom 

Added one packet of beads and water.  I came back about ten minutes later and the beads had somewhat got bigger. So I thought ya know. It’s a big vase. I’ll add the second packet. 

Mistake.  Big mistake 

It stared to overflow, and those little suckers bounce. High and everywhere 

So I carefully took some out. 

Then more out 

And more out 

Finally I filled a two litre empty ice cream container.

To the top. I’m hoping it’s fine now. 

I might put a bowl under it. Just in case

In between doing all this. I also was putting stuff away and hanging 

Washing.

I had gone to the panda mart again to get some  sofa covers 

Let me tell you about this job 

The first cover was turned  round and round until I figured out how it went 

Then it’s pulling and tucking and trying to keep it even, so that the arm bits actually end up on the sofa’s armrests 

The second one was a little easier, but even so, it was a very hard workout 

I decided to stop at this point thinking I’ll go back and sort it later 

 Once I had rested and cooled down I ran into trouble 

I was on the floor fixing the square piece of fabric under the dining room chairs,

It had come down and was annoying me  

So I got down put it back up and pressed it back onto the Velcro.

Then I tried to get up. Oh my the pain. It made me cry out loud 

I sat back down and tried again a few minutes later  

Nope, wasn’t going to happen 

I needed help, but my phone was where I normally sit 

Way across the room. 

I slowly and carefully crawled all the way back to the chair dialled 

Hubby's number.  

It went to voice mail  he obviously was talking to someone on his phone  

So then I tried to ring wonder son.

He too was on the phone, like father like son!

So I texted them together saying whoever gets this first please come over

I’m stuck on the floor.

Meanwhile I tried again. Once again my body said, no

A few seconds after sending the text wonderson sent one back saying he was on his way.

Once he came in, we had a discussion on how best to tackle the problem 

He said just try to get up and I’ll put my arms around you from the back and pull you up. 

I had misgivings, but no choice, so I agreed

Well  let me tell you, I yelled out. Loudly 

He then got me some strong painkillers and I got them down  

I got a wheat bag  zapped it in the microwave and gingerly sat down  

Eventually the pain started to settle down. I decided to have a long soak in the bath.

I’m now sitting, again with the wheat bag and I’m feeling much better.

The moral of the story is, stick to one job at a time, so you don’t get 

All flustered and rush.  It really does end with someone getting hurt and crying 

And usually is me