Life is life-ing again

My wife has kidney stones, the last two days have been spent waiting in A&E, then waiting for a CT scan, then waiting for assessments, waiting waiting. I still love the NHS though. Our motorhome —Vera—needs an assessment too, an altercation with a roadside rock (on a small narrow road) has damaged the passenger door, pushing it out of alignment. And the main habit door of Vera is broken. A common fault and I already have the part to fix it but now need time/weather to play ball. On top of that I’ve had a cold/chest infection for the past couple of weeks that refuses to shift, it lost me my birthday weekend as I largely spent it in bed. Suffice to say I remain here, as my Crucial Tracks post attest, just as I remain replete in the depths of draft posts that I can’t quite seem to find the time nor inspiration to finish. Or perhaps it’s just the usual plummet towards winter that finds me casting around for energy for anything beyond the basics of home life and work life tasks. As it…