Ploughed in

I wasn't looking forward to today. I was going to offer support to someone who I feel needs help. I am only able to offer suggestions and help keep her busy, so she had a "Good" day.

The flowers I took her, put a smile on her face.
I drove her, as a personal taxi hither and thither.
We cooked lunch together.
I learned and painted.
We visited my parents.
We all went out for afternoon tea.

I am shattered.
She is happier.
I'm back to work tomorrow.

I'm getting too old for this.