Still Not With It

 I don't know whether it's a case of post-holiday blues, not feeling the greatest or what, but I'm not quite back into the swing of things. I finally finished unpacking the suitcases. I managed to get all the clothes done and washed on Monday, but the other stuff just sat there in the cases for a few days. I think it was because a lot of the items I brought back were from Mum's house. There were lots of photos and a few other things I had put back last year. I still have a few more things at my sister's house. I struggle to look back through the items. It just seems really sad still. It was good to spend time with my sister. She understands more than anyone else how I'm feeling. Sometimes it seems that everyone has moved on and I just can't seem to. I miss mum a lot. Sister does too. 

I'm going to give myself to the end of the week then I will make a list of what I need to start working on. I shall strive to do something off the list each day. Of course, this will be in edition to regular household cleaning and such. 

Starting with the next post I'll try to start catching up with my photo-a-day as this is the place I am documenting it. I am starting to sort through some of my photos from my visit.  Though to be honest I haven't even felt like doing a lot of that. 

A couple of collages from my trip - these are some of The Big Hoot owl trail in Ipswich. These benefit St. Elizabeth's Hospice, a wonderful organisation. They were so fun to walk along and visit. I'm not sure how many sister and I saw while I was there - quite a few. She'd already seen a lot of them, but was more than happy to walk with me. 

A visit to an old town I used to live in. This was a collage I sent husband. It made him laugh though he wished he was with me! We used to live in Shotley. Actually, we lived in Shotley Gate. Shotley is a small village in Suffolk. It is by the River Orwell and River Stour. Although it is quite a way from the Air Force Base where husband was stationed there was some off-base housing there that we lived in when we first got married. This is the pub that we used to walk down to from our house. I'm pretty sure that the desserts weren't as nice when we lived there! 

Just one more photo. We had some laughs as well as tears. On Southwold Pier there are some lovely old-fashioned mirrors that change the way you look. I remember going to an amusement arcade when I was a child and thinking they were hilarious. This is me in one.