Time to relax or not...

Wed 18th. The Postman did wiggle his hips like Elvis, this morning I got the letter I'd been waiting for in the post. It felt like I was opening that chocolate bar like Charlie did in the film and finding that Golden ticket,"Yeppieeee". Then our Linda rang my mum as Grandad had rang her asking for his keys back to his flat, as he wanted to go home.
He's in a kind of nursing home due to being ill a few months ago, so the reason he's there is to be assessed to see if he can cope on his own plus his needs.
Anyway, we went to pick Linda up and drove to the assessment centre where my Grandad is, he was in a little bit of a bad mood with us all, " I think he's had enough in this place, you not allowed to go out or anything due to being assessed. I think it would do any body's head in if you are so used to being so independent like my Grandad is, in fact he's truly amazing for his age 87, walks here, there and everywhere".Anyway my mum and her Ex are going to take him out for the day tomorrow, that's if his not escaped by then. (lol)


Then I got back and received a phone call from the housing about 4.45 to arrange a pre Tenancy Interview which I sorted out on the phone, then blow me just after that the door goes and it's the estate manger offering me yet another flat. (lol) One minute I have nowhere and the next I'm spoilt for choice, I guess it's the start to yet another crazy week.x