Hi all, yes the band was very good and we had a great night. I feel I've abused myself though - I had a McDonald's on the way home. I haven't had one for probably 10+ years, and I won't be rushing back! I got a text from my mate this morning saying that his mouth feels like he has been chewing on one of Gandi's old sandals. It's an accurate description, but I can't see Maccy D's using it to replace their "I'm lovin' it" advertising slogan
MiL and FiL are still fine with me, so that's a good thing. They've both said they want to stay out of mine and Suzy's situation, which is fine with me.
I met a friend from WAY for tea and cake earlier, and I'm off down to Plymouth shortly as a few of us are seeing a band called Royal Blood tonight. They won an award at The Brits this week, and are "rocky", which I like. Loud guitar and drums - can't say fairer than that I like them a lot but I expect my friends and I will raise the average age of the audience somewhat
My Dad has had his operation. I went to see him yesterday afternoon and he looked groggy still and was in a bit of pain, but the nurses were giving him pain relief. I'll go back in and see him today.
I did make it to the AGM but I did make a bit of an idiot of myself! I broke down in tears, in a room full of people. Whoops! As the chairman was reading his report he mentioned me, Claire and Jay. I probably should have expected that he'd mention us, but I didn't expect it and the floodgates immediately opened. I was embarrassed but people were great.
There are quite a few changes going on at the club in terms of committee membership, as a key member resigned his roles late last year. But the club is a strong one and all the vacancies were formally filled, with the exception of the Social Secretary. Also, I am now officially not the press officer. I didn't put my name forward as I still don't think I can do the job as well as I'd want to, but the main thing is that I don't want to deal with people's "issues" around the reports at the moment.
You know how I said Suzy and I aren't that close? Well that all escalated massively yesterday. We haven't been in touch since Steph's funeral and at that we hardly spoke. She texted out of the blue yesterday, but it ended with her saying she doesn't want to hear from me again. Doing it via text was dumb (on my part, and hers), but I then called her and she said the same thing over the phone, so I guess that's that. It's a shame, but I am okay with it. We're just very different people. If my relationship with my MiL and FiL changes because of it though, I will find that upsetting, but I'll see how that goes over the next few days/weeks.
I'm told that this type of thing happens quite often through bereavements, when stress levels are running high. But I am okay with how I handled my side of things - I wasn't nasty or vindictive or anything like that. We have both lost so much, but that alone wasn't going to bring us closer, although it's still a shame it's come to this.
Shades, today is the Trotters AGM. I am hoping to go, but my Dad is having a hip replacement today and I want to see him, so me getting to the AGM will depend on hospital visiting hours. I spoke to him about 1.5 hours ago and he's nervous, but we're hoping in a few weeks it will improve his mobility. Fingers crossed.
So a fairly easy day today, whilst waiting for news on my Dad. I am going to walk Hiske again today whilst my friend is at work. As I can't run, getting out walking is the next best thing. I did walk about about 6 miles yesterday, mainly around the canal in Exeter, which was very nice as it was quite sunny.