Just Moaning

 Not a good start to the month! 

I spent yesterday evening psyching myself up to do something in the garden today! I kept telling myself that even 15 minutes would make a difference. I went to bed just after 10pm and had an excellent sleep until just after 2am. I woke up coughing and choking; my allergies had kicked in. I took some medicine, but it doesn't work right away, so I sat on my bed sneezing for three hours. I was undeterred. I know once the medicine kicks in, I'll be okay for a few hours, I can still do the garden.

I got up at 5:15am to make a lunch box (obento) and breakfast, only to find out that it was pouring down with rain. 

By the time I had done a few chores, I was feeling really rough, headache and a low-grade fever, which happens every time my allergies are bad. David made lunch, but I wasn't hungry, so I went to bed for a bit!

A couple of hours later, I could hear the cats fighting, so I went to investigate, only to find that the bathroom door was open and the screen on the window was open a bit! Three of the cats had gotten out: Mama Cat, Fluffy and Toast.

I know that most cats can survive outside, but my cats have always been indoor cats. Mama Cat is okay; she comes back when she's hungry, but Fluffy and Toast are more vulnerable!

I went out and managed to get Mama Cat and Fluffy back easily. But Toast kept running away. I spent almost an hour trying to get him back. I had to give up as I was being eaten alive by mosquitoes, and my back and legs are really painful.

Toast in the storage place

I really don't want to live here. It's so hard to do anything that needs doing. I have a few hours in the morning to do chores as David sleeps after lunch. In the other house, I could space out the chores over the day as David was sleeping upstairs; this house is all on one floor.  I can't run the vacuum cleaner or move things, as it makes too much noise. David is already too tired from working nights. So he really needs to sleep.

The garden is too much to take care of, even with all of us having a go, it doesn't get done. I have the most free time, but my health isn't good enough to do enough to make a difference! Pulling a few weeds helps until it rains and they come back!

David wants to start an English school here. I've encouraged him to try, but I honestly don't know if it will work or if we'll spend money on leaflets and other advertising and get no one. I've signed up for some online teaching programmes, but nothing as yet!

I'm feeling discouraged! It all seems so hard, and at my age, I would like things to be a bit easier. 

I hope things will get better, but at the moment I want to sell up and move back to the other city!