So today I went over to Rainham to visit my beloved little Aunty Eve. Bless her, she's fine, but she's clearly been poorlier with her heart than she lead me to believe. She looked every one of her 93 years though she did perk up after dinner. However, I think she's feeling sad and/or had a real scare recently because she was very reflective and a little mournful.
She was saying how she's the only one left out of all the people she used to know. I hasten to add she still knows plenty of people, but of the core group that she was a young married person with, then she's right, they've all gone. She's missing her friend Nancy very much and my Mum, too, I think. Anyway, we had a good reminisce, which I refused to let get maudlin, we just remembered funny stuff and I think that helped. At least, I hope it did.
I am definitely going to see her again soon, though, like within a month. It doesn't feel good, she's very frail and I'm worried about her.
In other news, Friday and Saturday at work sucked rocks lots. We were busy but there were long stretches of total boredom. There's three of us adminses in tomorrow, which means even more boredom unless we're VERY busy and we need two people to enter the new sales on the system, while the third deals with customers. If we're not that busy, we'll have to take it in turns to be the bored third person who will doubtless end up tidying the kitchen and making the tea :)