So last week, on Thursday I went to visit my Granddad. This may not sound like anything special, but it’s something that hasn’t really happened in the past. I think there were only one or two occations when I’d visit without there being some kind of family event. So this was just me and my Granddad, one-on-one so to speak.
I’ll tell you what, I had a great time! It was really nice, not just from the point of view of having a good old chinwag. But also seeing him light up as he told me about his college days and some of his experiences during the war. It is something that I hope to make a weekly thing. So that I have to good memories of him (he’s 90, unfortunately you have to be realistic). This was one of the things that I felt was missing, to an extent, with my Grandma, at her funeral I had a hard time thinking of her when she was happy and before she went into a home and all that kind of unfavorable. So I’m not going to make the same mistake twice!
Yesterday, as I was winding down to go to bed, I realised that I couldn’t find my keys. After a quick ‘bloke look’ (check all visible surfaces without moving anything) I still coud not find them. Being not overly worried and quite tired, I gave up and went to bed.
The next morning, this morning, I remembered the lack of keys. I was kind of hoping that someone would be in when I got back home so I carried on as normal. Then, just as I was about to leave I remembered. On the previous day (yesterday) I’d used my penknife scissors to trim my nails, then thrown it, with the attached keys in the general direction of jeans pocket. I’d missed.
Running back upstairs I searched through the pile of clothes where my jeans had been. Sure enough I found my keys. Marveling at the brain and it’s ability to solve problems over time, I left for work.
As you may have noticed, there hasn’t been much blogging here for a while. Don’t be down dear reader, I once read that in the modern age there are two lives, an online one and an offline one. You cannot live both to the full. Simply put, you can read between the lines (ish) and believe that if I’m not online much to post (or any other online type activity) it means I’m doing RL – Real Life ™ – type stuff.