Sunday morning again, time flies, although as a golden oldie I have to remind myself in the morning when I awake what day it actually is. As a paid working woman I would look forward to the week-end knowing I had two days to catch up on the housework I had to neglect during the week when I was sitting in the office at work. Now I have the time, spread it around and even have something called “me time”.
“Me Time” begins with waking up my computer on its night shelf. My Macbook is on the left, but that has the afternoon shift. In the morning, I need the big one, the Acer Aspire V Nitro, because that is where the photos are in case I need some for my morning blog. I often take a photo of the morning sky and from my mobile phone to my photo programme it does an immediate upload, so you are getting the real action. This morning there is no action, a plain blue sky. I like a few clouds hovering around like these.
Although I captured these in the late afternoon. Now I have to remove the computer from the shelf which is not such an easy task. It used to be no problem, but since having to support my broken leg, it can get complicated. The Macbook is light weight, but the Acer is a heavyweight machine. In the good old days before breaking limbs, I would carry the computer to the kitchen, but I now need transport.
I load it onto my wheeler with the mouse and push it to the kitchen. My mobile telephone is also on the wheeler, but I was using it for the photo. As you can see I am equipped with all possibilities and my wheelchair is parked on the left side. Eventually I arrive in the kitchen and the work can begin, although I first of all make breakfast. I am sure we all have our own morning routines. Mr. Swiss is only too willing to carry the computer for me, but I told him I have to get used to doing things now on my own and no-one touches my computer.
At the moment he is baking our fresh bake bread for the week-end and I hear the signal from his timer, on his iPhone of course, to tell him it is ready. Yes the Angloswiss family are completely online. I often wonder how my parents managed without a computer.
I have seen the first fly of the year this morning. This is a particularly annoying fly as it hovers on my arm and sits on the table. I think it is a lonely fly, being the first, and is waiting for its tribe to arrive. At least we know that summer is on the way when the flies arrive.
And here he or she is sitting on the side of my computer screen having a wash, or whatever flies do when they rub ther front legs together. I am sure it was even smiling at the camera.
And now I must move on, it might be Sunday, but we still have to eat and I must remove the bread crumbs from the kitchen. Enjoy the day, and perhaps we could do one of those WordPress photo challenges “The first fly of the Year”. The local cows would like to partake.