Freudenfreude


 Freudenfreude is the German word for taking joy in other people's highlights. So I'm going to be kind today and cheer you up by giving you all my good news! Yes, I'm that nice.

Just delighted this week when I got an email from the insurance ombudsman to say my insurance company had decided to pay my claim in full, and to give me 8% extra as interest based on the fact that the funds were not paid months ago when I claimed! Bonus. This was for my dental treatment, my implant! It's a long story but it all went a bit pear shaped because my dental policy started 1 April 2020 but the dentist was then closed for COVID lockdown. Which delayed the start of my treatment by 4 months and therefore meant the treatment end was also delayed by 4 months, after the policy ended. Anyway it's all good now and I'm just so relieved.

Also, my son has got a summer job! In a fish factory - yay.... Yuk. He's just delighted - the hours are good and the pay is good and he's not bothered what he does. But he's not driving my car after working with smelly fish! So he's also just bought his first car! It's all go for Isaac! And, yes there's more, he's volunteering for the National Trust! He's going to be a tour guide at Haddo House and I think he'll love it. So happy for him. 

My blood pressure is improving! Tonight it was 150/81. Just one more point and my bottom reading will be green! Not been green for years! It's amazing. I'm ecstatic! 

And.... yes the good news just keeps coming.... I've lost 2lb! Which is tiny I know but I've struggled so much these past few months I thought I'd never lose weight again. So 2lb is definitely a start and I'm so relieved. 

So how happy are you feeling now? Did it work? Is freudenfreude a real thing? I do hope so. I'd like to think my readers are all benefiting from my great week. Love you all.

When the well is dry, we know the worth of water.

Libby is still doing really well. Just walking work us and finding the muddiest puddles. A muddy Libby isa happy Libby.

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