Back to Square One

Nell: I need a serious word with you right now. No arguments.

Me: Let me tell you about my pocketful of happiness first.

Nell: Fine, but I’m not going to let this go.

Me: I was sitting in the activity field with you yesterday in the late afternoon sunshine wearing my hat and watching the puppies and Poppy playing.

Nell: It was good to be out.

Me: And then you ambled over to get them and I called you and you all came running towards me.

Nell: Less of the ambled please, I like to take my time in the field which is something you should be doing too.

Me: And as I watched you I realised how lucky I am to have you all in my life. You are such a joy.

Nell: And then things went very wrong.

Me: Don’t scold me.

Nell: Because when we got home you decided you were going to cook.

Me: I know.

Nell: And you began emptying the dishwasher.

Me: I did.

Nell: Which was a foolish thing to do on so many levels.

Me: I know.

Nell: It’s not your job. You’re not even a member of the washing up team. Manuel is in charge of that.

Me: Yes.

Nell: And your back started to spasm again.

Me: It did. Very badly.

Nell: And we were back to square one.

Me: Yes. It was awful.

Nell: Kev was annoyed with you.

Me: Yes, he was.

Nell: We all were. Even David.

Me: Dave still sat with me later. You all did.

Nell: You are doing nothing today.

Me: Yes.

Nell: And I mean nothing. Apart from the occasional walking around. No carrying, or bending, or lifting.

Me: I promise.

Nell: When you’re in pain we’re in pain. Understood?

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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