Well, they came. They stayed an hour and then they left. I have 3 options, or maybe 2 and no, the occupational health doctor does not think I will be able to go back to work. Until I get more info that they are going to gather for me, I will not make any decisions, but I did give them back my laptop and key and yes, I got a receipt!
Good. That is out of the way then. We are apparently going to have snow on Friday. It is going to get considerably colder over the next few days too. There are no leaves on the trees any more. Most of them appear to be in my garden. Heaps of them. I made an attempt to collect them today. Well, I walked out into the garden, nearly skidded on the wet paving slabs and walked straight back in again. I am not stupid. Leaves can stay there.
I also startled a squirrel. That rodent was digging up my pots. I looked out the window, and so help me, he has dug up half the garden. I need a bazooka. Blunderbuss. Something large and deadly. There is soil everywhere. I have a suspicion that there will be no daffodils next spring. They may be in some squirrel's stash.
Anyway, I have decided that I do need to consider the fact that Christmas is approaching at a rate of knots. I have not even made a Christmas list. Sigh. And I really do not want to head into the shops. I have to make things. Tomorrow. I will get out the saw tomorrow. The next few weeks may well see me eating food gently seasoned with sawdust. I did mention that the saw is on my kitchen counter, didn't I????
Prepare to be amazed by my creativity. I certainly will be. I don't know what I am making yet.