22 May 2012

pickle

the pic is a view of the trees on the river bank taken from my bedroom window.

we're in the middle of a disaster. cos of an accident our home help had when walking our dogs last autumn the social security have decided no dog walking for anyone in the whole country by home helps! we are in such a pickle. we've got to challenge it but cos it's gone national i dont know how! and i'm getting poorly from the walks every day so dont feel up to it. i think someone might help me but i'll have to pay her on "le black" (im in france) and she might get into trouble cos she's one of our home helps.

what a pickle. and the difficult bit will be giving up walking again. i so love being out. i dont want to go back indoors. l love mi daugthers and am glad to look after tham, but really i'd just love to go and sit on a bench all day by the rivr and listen to the birds and never think of another meal again ! :-))) i'm like a dry alcoholic who has jjst tasted the juice again and is craving; i dont want to be a house wife; i want to go out and do things.

actually i'm feeling so grotty that i'm probably ready to give in . at least i started embroideriing a gain a little so that has cheered me up even tho my eyes are a bit rough now.

i think it's bringing things to a head for the home help service; they needed to see for their own eyes whathappens wheni'm not helped properlyu - and even dr certificates were nnot enough to convince them.

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