I was so looking forward to the weekend. This retirement
lark is a bit of a lonely business, although I am becoming very good at
conversing with the Chihuahuas. We can have whole conversations about the
nuisance flies and why we shouldn’t raid the biscuit barrel. I think, to spice
things up a bit, I may start getting in my car at 8.00am and driving really
slowly to piss off the workers who are trying to get to work, as that’s what
retired people tend to do, on their way to the supermarket to piss workers off
by watching their entire shop go through the checkout before lifting an item to
pack, then dividing their shopping into bags for each cupboard and one for the
fridge and one for the frozen. Oh I know that’s what they do, from very bitter
experience!
In my head, we’d be doing all sorts of exciting things at
the weekend, as we’d have missed each other so much during the week, after
spending everyday working together for the last 6 years. As it turned out Rich
worked Saturday morning, Harry arrived at 8.15am to do some jobs around the
house, I did what I do most days of the week, kind of fanny around cleaning
then provide lunch for the workers when Rich arrived home at around 1.00.
We did go to the Chinese Bizarre which is a bit like Pound
Land only more expensive. It sells all sorts of items for the house and has a
huge array of plastic containers which I find totally fascinating even though
I’ve examined them many, many times. Rich, once bought an electrical cable there
which didn’t work when he got it home. Out of curiosity he cut it open to check
the wiring only to discover it didn’t actually have any!!!! So there are things
which you avoid buying from there. We went for a Paella pan as Rich wanted to
try and cook a Paella. It’s a bit of an alien thing really, Rich cooking, as
its always been a strictly pink job in our house! However we entered the Paella
dish isle and were confronted with around 20 different sizes of Paella dishes, either in a speckled black or silver. Naturally I was attracted to the silver
but I could for see future problems with rust so I sensibly chose black but how
on earth are you meant to select the correct size? On this particular occasion
we’d invited Mummio and Dadddio over in the evening to sample Richs effort, so
we chose a mid size one which was maybe a bit ambitious, as it could have fed
the 5000!!! I also bought some little umbrella things that go in drinks. Fuck
knows why, as we don’t tend to make cocktails or have visitors but they were
just too attractive to leave behind. They are now stuck in a drawer with all
the other cocktail ornaments that have never been used. I also came away with
20 serviettes with Owls on them, which for 75 cents were a bargain.
We eventually made it home after doing a breakdown call out
and going to buy the ingredients for the paella. Rich managed to prepare the
paella with very little' pink help' which was quite amazing as he usually is
shouting ‘Where is ………….’ every two seconds!
The Paella was a huge success and we had a wonderful evening
with the Olds but Sunday was a real disappointment. Rich spent the entire day
in his man cave, watching TV, in his holey, grey boxer shorts, beside the fan! He only emerged
for me to feed him and even then he retreated back into his cave with his
food. I spent the day in my She cave,
reading Black Lace books which have turned out to be hard core porn and are
very boring after the first sex scene and a little bit scary to be honest. I’m not totally convinced people really do
that kind of shit, in real life. I’ve certainly never, knowingly met any, apart
from one couple who actually met on a dodgy website for people who partake in
that sort of activity and she crawls around with a whip in her bum
(apparently).
It was just like any
other bloody retirement day, apart from Harry didn’t come around. By 6.00 I was
totally climbing the walls and had to have a Strongbow to calm me down (didn’t
work). I’m not going to be very impressed if every weekend is like this, its
not what I had in mind! Busy now trying to find a nice day trip for next
weekend.
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