So how many people do you have in the house at breakfast time? Well normally it would just be you and your immediate family. However, this is not a normal house and last Sunday we had 6 adults and 5 kids over for breakfast. John's brother Paul came down from Derbyshire for the weekend with his two girls Yas and Ellis. Chris and Sandy had their friend and her son over from Florida and so they joined us, together with their own little ones Joey and Jennifer.
Trying to cook and serve fry ups to each individual's requirements was mayhem as you can imagine but things like that don't phase John or myself. It's a different way to start the day.
Monday was my first day back at work after almost six months. It certainly felt weird. My new desk and chair were waiting for me but I couldn't do much on the system because I needed all my codes resetting etc. I got sent on a presentation for an hour to kill some time - that was a yawn a minute; do I really care how HSBC are doing?! My rehab hours were Monday, Wednesday and Friday from 9am-1pm that week. Next week will be fours days of four hours and that will gradually build up until I'm full time again. I'm seriously thinking about going part time because I don't know whether I can face working every day anymore, especially with my back problems. I have to think about my health above everything else now.
Thursday afternoon saw Spurs play Hapoel Tel Aviv in the UEFA Cup. Usually I would put this in a separate blog entry but it's not honestly worth it. The game was so sluggish and lacking in entertainment, there's not a lot I can say! At least we won 0-2 I suppose. What kept me awake was providing commentary to my friend Paula over msn as she was at work.
Friday after work I went straight round my Mum's as she was looking after Ronnie. I played with him all afternoon but then he went all weird about the old photographs on the wall behind the sofa. He got all scared and wouldn't come in the living room at all unless he closed his eyes, and at one point he was hanging on to me for dear life. Bless. I took down the photo his eyes seemed to be averting to but he still didn't like it. Very strange because Ronnie's obviously been round my Mum's many times and has never reacted like that before. I wonder how he'll be on his next visit?
I don't have anything planned for this weekend; just chilling out as a couch potato I think!
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