Am I the only one

I wonder if I am the only one. Here I am a responsible grandma and doing weird things. I do keep asking myself who is on the throne, who is the Prime Minister and what the day is - just in case I have a problem.

Ever felt ou were very hot and wondered why (no not hot flushes). Yesterday I was getting hotter and hotter and felt my clothes were really uncomfortable. When I tried to sort me out - I realised I had put on two tee shirts! I remember looking for a tee shirt and then getting one from the airing cupboard - I still wonder how I did that.

I was taking my grandson to nursery this morning - he is 3 and his brother who doesn't go to nursery yet as he is too young at 16 months. I wondered why Charlie (the younger one) was walking funny - I had put his shoes on the wrong feet.

Still at least I can laugh - don't lose your sense of humour even if you can't find it sometimes!

Ooops there I go again

Oh my goodness - ever had one of those days - I know what they write in "The Secret" that if you wake up and think you will have a bad day -you will have a bad day so you need to think positively.

Well I didn't wake up thinking I was going to have a bad day, I had a restless night so I was tired but thought I had to get on with it.

Out of bed into the shower, wash my hair - I couldn't see which was the shampoo and which was the conditioner as I don't actually wear my glasses in the shower. Usually I remember to look first and put the conditioner on the top shelf. When the conditioner didn't come out of the tube, I knew I had the right one (as it is thicker) so I squeezed and squeezed and the top came off - fell down. Why I went to pick it up I don't know, I should have waited until after my shower - I bent down to pick it up and pushed the door open - water everywhere.

Never mind, things happen. Out of the shower putting on the creams and lotions to make me feel and supposedly look younger and put the face cream on whilst I was wearing my glasses. Cream all over the glasses.

What could I do but laugh!

Had to pick my parents up and take them out and bring them back. I left our destination to come back early as they live a way from me and I didn't want to come back too late. After I dropped them off - I dropped my car keys - in the car of course. When I found them and started the car - it didn't. Dead as a dodo. Oh but I am clever, when the keys dropped, the top opened up I had closed it but the computer thinggie had fallen out. I found all the bits when into my parents and dropped a bit. Could we find it of course no. My parents only have a small hall but there they were tramping around looking for a tiny silver thing, me saying stop stop you will trample it into the carpet and them not listening.

Eventually I phoned the AA - and the very nice man put the key back together and I didn't need the silver bit only if I wanted to use the central locking, which I didn't at that time - just wanted to get home. Thank goodness we have a spare key. Got home at 11pm (3 hours later than I wanted).

Whilst driving home the hands free kit that my husband had very kindly set up for me on the sun viser - fell onto my head.

Hey c'est la vie - tomorrow is another POSITIVE ATTITUDE day.

London Underground and Me

I know I never did like Ken Livingstone and I know that he hadn't always been "in power" since I have had problems travelling on London Underground but why does London Underground not work for me!

I don't often have to travel on the underground but when I do there have been problems. There was the time I was taking my granddaughte to see Swan Lake Ballet. They train stopped at Leytonstone "everyone off" shouted the guard. I was very blank - I had no idea where to go or what to do. By the time I had decided to become adult about it and make a decision, all the mini cabs had gone. Stuck in Leytonstone with my daughter, I didn't know whether to turn left or right!. So of course I phoned my husband and asked him whether I should turn left or right. He gave me a number for a London Taxi. We got to the ballet and they wouldn't let us in until the interval. Eventually, we sat down and thoroughly enjoyed the second half. Although my granddaughter did say that "it didn't last too long did it".

Another time I was going to meet my daughter at Harley Street. Chugging along and once again the train stopped and we were all told to get off. This time I was at Holborn. This time I still didn't know whether to go left or right and even how far I was from Harley Street. You may have gathered by now that I have now sense of direction!. I didn't need to phone anyone this time, I just got into a cab by myself.

The very next time I had to go to Barts Hospital and the Central Line decided to shut. I was told how to get to the Hospital, had to get an overground and then a bus and then something else - I decided to go home.