It's late, and I'm about to fold myself toward bed, I think. Yesterday was "plenty" -- preached three times, one sermon at the early service and a second sermon (different readings) at the second and third services. And I cut cake world-without-end...after the services. Very kind things were said, and there are roses...and then Ace Brother, who had been waiting altogether patiently, whisked me away "whisk" to our favourite Sunday-brunch place, and we ate eggs with pleasant accompaniments and then reformed the constitution, the church, the nation, etc. and so forth until, in effect, they threw us out. Back to the erstwhile workplace to pick up my own vehicle and then home through the least credible entanglement of traffic barricades and obstructions and constructions and detours...
Fell down on the couch with a blanket and slept hard for five solid hours. Got up and "went to bed properly" and slept for another seven.
So today has been pretty productive...suffice it to say two vacuum cleaners came into play.
Number One granddaughter arrived with her accoutrements just after three o'clock. We had a long walk all around the neighbourhood in the pleasant sunshine. I put her hat on for her. She took it off. I put her hat on. She took it off. There was kind of a RHYTHM to it...and then on the way home we went to the PLAYGROUND, where there are SWINGS and SLIDES...she laughs aloud at the sight of them (she's not quite 15 months old) and is overjoyed to "be swung"...and fearless about coming down the slide by herself.
What else is in the playground? A lot of very little people...and their grandparents...so we compared notes, bragged, etc.
Came home (enjoying most of a rice cake in fragments as we went along) and then she was definitely hungry. She practically inhaled a banana...I have never seen such an appetite in one so little... and we played. I have a number of oversized stuffed animals, and these hit the spot... good to know! Great hugging and cuddling and patting ... then it was supper time, with the nice things her Mama had brought for her...and her Mama arrived and was able to snatch a little supper for herself before inserting Granddaughter into her jammies and away they went home.
Absolute bliss, but oh! boy! there are reasons why we don't have babies in our sixties, and my muscles are reciting them all tonight!!!
Tomorrow will be grass-cutting day here, weather permitting -- and a quick trip to the dentist -- and a bunch of little fiddly errands -- and then a dinner party "out."
I am in between appointments for almost the first time in three and a half years...and enjoying the freedom. Lots and lots of projects to do but everything takes longer than it used to, and a "clear week" before me seems like inconceivable luxury.