Today was a veritable whirl of domesticity, interspersed with spreadsheets, and computer house-keepery stuff, (Firefox is back on my computer and I’m enjoying remembering the things I really liked about it! Though much muttering and unsuitable words were uttered as I added things on to it.) and phone calls, and writing long involved e-mails to a friend who has been picking my brains about a situation they know I’ve had experience of in my own life.
I had to keep saying “This is only my experience of this kind of circumstance, remember, grief and bereavement’s different for everyone. What helped me might not necessarily help someone else, no matter how similar the circumstances are.” Not sure it was heard, but I’ve done my best! Regardless of experience, I’m still struggling to write the card to send.
Tomorrow I revert to a former incarnation as a regular organist. I’m filling gaps, two a month, rather than taking it on long term. I can’t, anyway. But it’s regular gaps. One week it will be the rickety one manual organ that will exhaust me, as every single key needs a different touch to get it to sound, and needs much bashing. The other week, thankfully, it’ll be the much nicer, smoother. altogether more co-operative beastie.
I’m also starting my annual clear out of all things I don’t really need…. mmmm.