It has been several months since Judy and I did a lunch thing simply because I hadn’t been too well. We don’t live near each other, so we used to take it in turns to do the travelling. Judy is remarkably able considering she is disabled and it puts me to shame when I say I don’t feel well enough to travel. It’s true though, I didn’t feel well enough the last few months.
I saw one of the neighbours the other day and was asked how I was coping on my own. I didn’t say this to her but there’s not a lot of difference to when Joe was here. I still do things like writing stuff for the blog, catching up on writing tales, paying bills, trying to re-educate the memory etc. I must be reasonably occupied because time seems to fly. Perhaps that’s an age thing; I wouldn’t know but the time since rising in the morning and going back to bed at night whizzes by.
Judy and I discussed this the other day. Neither of us minds being on our own in our respective homes, in fact we enjoy it. We both know how to keep occupied and there is always something to do to help pass the time. Both of us have cats, as well, and they keep us on our toes! As for families, both of ours live remote distances away so that family members are seldom seen. Mind you, both of us wouldn’t mind more contact with our grown-up children but we don’t dwell on it.
Judy still does work for the WI, at her home, but since my WI closed I have given up on that sort of work and don’t miss it at all. It’s nice not having the responsibility. I feel sorry for those people who can’t live alone, it must be painful for them if it’s forced on them. So I’m happy to say ‘I’m all right, Jack’ … and mean it. But then again, deep down I know there could be problems ahead – for both of us.