It was late and the children had been playing up all afternoon. The whole home schooling thing was beginning to take its toll. Not only was Gav working in the dinning room, 8am to 5pm. Tamsine had to work in the kitchen plus cook, clean, teach, referee and generally cope with lockdown!
It was four thirty and dark already so taking a deep breath she said, “okay close the laptops down and shut your books . Upstairs in the bath and get your PJ’s on! ” As the children charged up the stairs towards the bathroom, Gav shouted from the dinning room, “quiet I am about to go on a call! “
Five minutes after the herd of elephants got up the stairs Tasmine heard a wail! “Mum there’s no hot water! ” Taking a deep breath Tasmine called up, ” hold on I will be up in a second”
Just then the phone rang, it was the school! ” “Hi Mrs Carson it’s Carole from Osborne School I wonder could I ask a favour.” Tasmine, smiled and said “ask away”. From up stairs she could hear the children running around.
It turned out the school was asking around to find any older laptops or tablets for the children who did not have these things at home. As it turned out she and Gav had both upgraded for work, they had given the children their old ones. So it turned out they had did have two laptops and an older tablet in the cupboard. She be happy to donate those if that would help.
As she rushed up the stairs to find the three children milling round the bathroom with their older sister trying to get the tap to work. “There’s no water Mum”….
Tasmine cursed under her breath….the perfect end to the perfect day! Not. “Who was on the phone” asked Karly . Tamsine smiled ,”school, they need any older laptops or tablets for the children who’s parents have not got any. “
“Kool” Kally thought. …. In desparation , just as she thought she’d have ask Gav for help a gurgle started rumbling in the attic… Down the pipes and into the bath. Lovely hot water ! Yes !! Tasmine thought there is a God, this is Karma.
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Eleven years ago I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " not quite but with the help of a walking stick and as long as I do not stand or sit in one position for too long, I am still standing! Update I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust, I will of been married 50yrs plus this year . Pain and boredom are my enemies now, I have to find different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and
hopefully in to light ??
I need to update this a little here. I have worked very hard over the years since my accident, I go to the gym regularly, I have a Pilates class and a core class once a week . The guys at the gym and my Pilates teacher cajoled, teased, bullied and encouraged me to abandon my walking stick! :) My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and as strongly as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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18 thoughts on “#JusJoJan prompt the 5th – “Gurgle” Fiction/ Non Fiction.”
Great take, sis 🥰
Thank you Sis 💜
love it !
Thank you, what goes around comes around💜💜
Aww, lovely story
Thank you Sadje thought I would go topical 💜
You’re welcome! 👍👍💜
Sounds like a real story.
Yes it does, and I do hope people will pass on their good luck during lockdown. I just made it up though . I do know it can be very hard for poorer families. 💜
Water is also precious. Poores families suffer the most all the way.
Yes indeed sadly they do 💜
The welcome gurgle . . . very topical take on the word.
I thought I just push the message of being kind and passing it on to others. 💜💜
Yes, definitely an important message. If some good is to come of the calamity of 2020, then carrying over the kindness and compassion the quarantimes brought out should be maintained and built upon. Your story continues that trend.
Yes we all need to learn to be kind 💜💜