Mum and I made it through Monday. Mine was spent like this, hers was spent at work. The day was super lovely and so mum got to spend a few hours in the evening pottering in the garden. After a wet and stormy week or two, the lawns needed mowing and there were twenty hundred leaves to be picked up. Dinner was leftovers, and the leftover leftovers were put out for the birdies to eat on the shed roof, and some left on the grass for our hedgehog (he lives at the back of the garden under the bushes).
TV is a mixed bag tonight. Kiwi news, then a repeat of Nurse Jackie, and new episodes (for us) of The Big C, and Downton Abbey will be recorded for a marathon session soon. We live with a diet of US and UK shows, with some Australian and a few homegrown delights to keep us going. Then mum will collapse into bed with her book, and I will plonk myself between her knees for an evening of snuggles.