I was all alone at work again until about 9.30am as both Sheila and Sara were at our new office testing the network connection. Jo came in, full of a cold, so I hope I don't get anything! I helped her out with phone calls this morning, as there were only the two of us in the office!
Because I was taking half a day's holiday (I must have had a premonition), I left at 1pm. Sara was stressed when she arrived in the office, as one of my colleagues had given her notice and would be leaving in early January. We don't seem to have enough staff to go around at the moment, which is making it difficult for those who have decided to stick it out!
I accompanied Sophie to the surgery and stayed in the waiting room while she was seen by the nurse practitioner. She didn't have a chest infection, so that was a relief. We went straight over to the care home to see Mum, who was asleep on the sofa. I'd had a worrying phone call at work this morning from her doctor, who wants to do a couple of tests as she is anaemic and has lost a lot of weight recently. It was the kind of call I received when my Dad was ill. We stayed for a while, but again, Mum didn't seem at all with it. I just hope she will be OK on Thursday.
Back home, we pootled about, and I sat in the kitchen with Mooney, who was curled up on the other barstool. This seems to be his favourite place at the moment!
Keith went to see Sileby play this evening, while I prepared Sophie's favourite, Jerk Chicken Pasta, for dinner. We popped doughballs in the shape of a Christmas Tree in the oven to go with the meal, and sipped on a couple of glasses of Pinot Gris.
After we'd eaten the spicy meal (it was so hot Sophie needed a glass of water!), we watched Scrooged starring Bill Murray. It's one of my favourite Christmas films and never fails to please!
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