Carer Hunter/Gatherer
My carer often leaves me in the car to do my hunter/gathering. She leaves the keys, so I tell her every time without fail “if some hot guy comes along, I’ll offer him me and your car!” followed swiftly by, you will return. Your car will be gone and I’ll be standing here dejected and I offered him so much.
We know that Self-deprecating humour is wrong, thanks Hannah Gatsby, but often it’s my default setting.
Melbourne Summer
Don’t know if I’ve mentioned recently, HellOnWheels don’t do hot weather. Summer in Melbourne over Christmas often means storms and even rain. But this year it included a level of humidity nobody has been excited about.
I am generally out all day on Fridays with my carer Girl-Friday, doing all my Hunter-Gathering and solving the problems I have not managed to solve solo. However, this Friday, it was 34 degrees. That’s not even in the shade. Even on stupid-humid days I can make a joke.
We stopped briefly at Officeworks today and as we pulled into the car park I commentated and suggested Park in the shade. She suggested she thought that would be impossible, I was surprised she even bothered to answer.
I still managed a lazy 3,700 steps in this heat, although another friend informed me, she’d also had a lazy day, just 23,500 something, her son is in a wheelchair and I suggested I might need to start asking and competing with him. He has also completed some laps up and back in the hallway with his walker. And they don’t have Air con. Doesn’t seem sporting of me to try to compete with him. Not because he’s in a chair but because he has no AC.
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