It was a peculiar evening in some ways, but lovely in others.
A gentleman from Church phoned to let me know that there would be disruptions to getting to church for some people next week as the Great East Run goes past the building. Would I please mention it in the notices.
The She-Ex phoned to get our address as she is getting insurance for BG and her that if anything happens to them then there is some big payout or something. I asked her to put it all in an email to R. It's not that I'm not interested, it's that the agreement, as laid out by her mother, was that there was to be minimal to no contact with me, and everything done in writing to R. Suits me. Whilst it may sound petty of me, the stress that she causes just isn't worth the couple of weeks of niceness. But maybe she really means the nice stuff this time. I hope so. (See, ever the optimist!)
Spoke to R, he has range tomorrow and then the big day is Thursday. We'll have to wait and see on that as well.
If you are of a praying persuasion, then poke an eye over here and partly be inspired by the strength of someone who is just keeping on going, and partly to pray for a recovery.
And so to bed. I have cut and stitched and cut down the middle to make a whole lot of triangles. Tomorrow I shall start to make blocks of them. Oh yes indeedy.
And tomorrow, I may be blogging throughout the day. We shall see what I decide to do about school and working at it, or working from home tomorrow.
Night night all.