Good evening peeps,
One very tired nortyperson on her way to early bed.
Today I started the day on the cliff top, where there was the usual helpful breeze.
Then I went to collect my fork from the garden where I left it, and stopped to get lunch and petrol on my way to the afternoon's sub-contract work.
My hedgecutter is working again!
I spent the afternoon working on the millionaires estate by the water, and as always there was a helpful breeze there too, and it was peaceful despite being our half-term, because most residents don't live there full time, it is their second home or holiday home, so it was relatively quiet, I was lucky that the sun moved round as I worked, so I had some shade, but various well-off people tutted about me being a 'poor woman, having to work in this heat!'
They don't know about manual labour, and I don't have any choice but to do this work, no matter how tired and in pain I get.
Anyway, most of my afternoon was spent sorting out a shambolic hedge, I did my best with it.
I was offered drinks but I had bottles with me, I have never worked up there without being offered drinks, they almost compete to get me to drink things, I think millionaires struggle to understand that lady gardeners can be very competent and self-sufficient. Haha, am I being prejudiced? I like working there, I love the boats and the water.
As I was finishing, the boss came up to do some strimming, so we chatted. And then I headed home, as he only had one strimmer with him.
I have been so tired and aching, I have had my shower and put deep heat in my aching muscles but I am useless.
Tomorrow is similar, only I am on the estate in the morning and working for one of my old ladies in the afternoon.
I will have to work part of Saturday as well. Tomorrow looks hot but cloud for the morning so I may be OK.
I have to admit, I am finding life hard. The work and the ongoing distress over the way the church have destroyed me, and trying to make ends meet, even though I work. I get so tired and I wonder what the point of it all is.
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