I caught a bug when I went into hospital to check out the potential blood clot. Now I can't stop coughing and everything aches.
I'm giving up and coming back in the new year.
Hugs and good health to all.
I caught a bug when I went into hospital to check out the potential blood clot. Now I can't stop coughing and everything aches.
I'm giving up and coming back in the new year.
Hugs and good health to all.
Another quick post, just dashing through.
My leg has been particularly bad so I went to the doctor today. They ruled out the Peripheral Artery Disease but couldn't rule out a clot so I've just been to the hospital for five hours for a blood test and waiting around for the results. I got the all-clear, but it took a while. On the bright side, I got a load of knitting done.
But I found my car keys. They were in my bag. That is the bag that I had searched many, many times, in a small pocket that not only had been searched but also had been used many times. To show how ridiculous that is...
I've got quite a few bits done today. It's not like room makeovers or anything, but I chipped away at a few things. I made a start on shortening the curtains. They looked like this...
Thank you for all the wonderful kind wishes. I'll answer them properly tomorrow, but right now I'm nodding off where I sit and I don't want to skimp on the sincere thanks.
Hugs and good health to all.
Bear has got an interview with Oxford University! I cannot tell you how proud DH and I are. It's been all him. He's been the one studying and working hard to get there. Now all he needs to do is get past the interview.
I'll keep posting snippets about bear, but I'm going to try and cut back and avoid some details. Bear is going out into the wide, wide world and I don't want anything that I do affecting him in any way. He may be happy to share his daft mother with others, but he may prefer to be more anonymous. I've tried to be respectful about what I post, but it may not be comfortable for him in later years. It will be hard, because there's not much else going on in my life. I'm just going to have to make sure that I have other news.
And speaking of other news, I've set up a folder to try and keep me on track. I got a cheap one from the supermarket and added some stickers.
Hugs and good health to all.
The nice man and woman turned up when they said, took the old one, brought in the new one, switched the door and left after maybe fifteen minutes. It was wonderful after last time. I didn't want to take a full pic as the walls are in a bad state, but here's a close up.
Now that the kitchen is put back together, it's been a relaxing day and I've got a lot of knitting done. I'm bracing for tomorrow. Due to a combination of getting deals before they end and needing certain products, I've got a delivery from Tesco and Morrisons coming tomorrow - though thankfully at wildly separated times. I would be mortified if they both turned up together!
Hugs and good health to all.
We were supposed to get our fridge today, delivered some time between three and five in the afternoon. The poor delivery guys eventually turned up at 7pm and left around 8.30pm, taking the new fridge back with them. We need to have the door reversed because of the layout of the kitchen, and when the nice man did it, the whole thing went wrong. I'll find out tomorrow when we can expect the replacement.
There were elements of a farce in it, as the guy rang up colleagues who were helpfully suggesting that he bang bits of the hardware on the kerb, even though said bit of hardware couldn't be detatched.
It does seem like 'normal for me' to have a fridge delivery be a complete disaster.
Bear still hasn't heard back from a couple of universities and he may not have done enough in his TMUA exam to get into Warwick. On the bright side, he did well at a computer thingy.
I'm currently shattered and aching and I plan to knit for half an hour and then go to bed.
Also, I've lost my car keys and I've no idea where. We have DH's key, but we're missing mine and I'm turning the place upside down for them. On the bright side, I've got rid of quite a lot of rubbish that I dug out. Still, the keys have vanished!
Hugs and good health to all.
Bless reminded me that everyone may not know about the Samaritans, especially if you're not UK based. The Samaritans is a charity that works to prevent suicide and to provide a listening, non judgemental, calm ear to people who have to talk. They don't focus solely on suicide prevention but also on emotional support and health. I had a look and they have a page on what they do in schools here, and it's great that they do that. I just worry that bear is in an environment where it's needed. Mind you, he seems to be doing fine so I'm trying not to stress too much.
First thing this morning, the weather was like this.
And the snow was coming down hard. By 2pm, it looked like this.
And there's barely a trace of a snowflake to be found. This evening we are hunkered down in the study. Bear is playing a compute game, and I thoroughly approve, DH is browsing on his computer and I'm dotting around writing, reading and a little research while the wind is rising outside. The storm winds haven't really hit here, but we're nice and cosy and will hopefully stay safe and warm. It feels like different types of weather are queuing to get in, jostling and treading on each others heels. It's supposed to be warm next week.
I didn't bake yesterday but I did get a couple of bags of inexpensive onions chopped and frozen. They came in handy as the gluten free gravy granules had slipped out of date and so DH made onion gravy. It was absolutely delicious!
Writing stuff - I'm in a magazine!!! It's Connections eMagazine and I have two contributions. The first is about research and the writer and there was a writing challenge which of course I couldn't resist! I didn't get place, but I was included and I had a lot of fun! The magazine is mainly aimed at writers but this issue has some recipes which look very pleasant - I fancy the Viking stew.
Hugs and good health to all.
I'm not worried worried about bear, but I'm sort of worried. There's all sorts of confusion going on and bear thrives on knowing what is going to happen at school. Unfortunately everything is still up in the air. Additionally, they are having a school assembly with the Samaritans tomorrow and I'm concerned.
I remember, back sometime in the Stone Age, taking A levels and there is a lot of pressure. There's even more going on in this sort of college because it's people who are planning on going to fancy universities. What is more, it's the sort of college that collects pupils with driven parents.
We're not particularly driven parents. DH and I tend to trail along in bear's wake only understanding the outline of what he is doing. However, from what bear says, some parents are supportive and some are more like, well, driven.
Bear seems to be lightly stressed. He likes to know what's being taught and in what order, primarily so he can watch YouTube for lectures, read textbooks and do a few practice questions beforehand. I'm concentrating on keeping him stocked with his favourite food and snacks and letting him get on with it. I listen to him regularly for hours as he works through his niggles about school. He continues to be an absolute sweetie to me.
But the college is having the Samaritans visit!
At least there is some recognition that it's potentially stressful and it's better that there are visits from the Samaritans than some sort of tragedy, but I wish it wasn't needed. Bear finishes his exams in the middle of next June and will get the results I think in the second week of August. It's going to be a long haul.
Ruth - thank you for the hug. I'm sorry that I've not been updating. Part of it is there's not much to write, but also there's loads.
I went with DH to feed the crows last Saturday. It was a glorious day and the crows, magpies and squirrel were very appreciative.
We had some snow. Bear was watching it obsessively and hoping for a snow day. Before bed, the road looked like this and it was snowing hard.
I found the most amazing scarf pattern on Ravelry here. I really, really, really want to make it. However I have too many things already on the go, so I've decided that not only am I absolutely going to use yarn that I already own, but I can have a go only when I've finished the multicoloured blanket I started months ago and the baby blanket I started last week. I plan to look at the pattern every day to give me an incentive to get knitting. I hope to be able to sell the baby blanket, and I was planning to donate the multicoloured blanket, but the multicoloured blanket isn't really good enough. It's been years since I knit something so shaky.
It's supposed to be a column of stocking stitch with most of the blanket in plain knitting. It looks more like a cable in the way it's twisting all over, and blocking is unlikely to help because it's 100% acrylic. I've even got a hole!
Anyway, although it's not fit to either sell or donate, it's light, soft and surprisingly warm, so it will be lovely here and I'll work out a different blanket to donate.
Hugs and good health to all.
It's been pretty lowkey here. Bear had the maths entrance exam for Oxford today. He thought he did okay and is cautiously optimistic. DH and I are just so proud that he's in a place where he could even apply to sit that exam.
I bought some new mugs last week after DH's favourite was unfortunately dropped and shattered. They look awesome, they're a nice size and they're easy to wash. I still may have made a mistake.
The inside of the mug is a matt black. The mug is mostly used for black coffee. Making sure that they're clean when washing up is a trial! But they are quite nice. I'm just going to give them a good scrub and hope for the best. Also, perhaps look for some other, less dramatic, mugs.
Writing stuff - I wanted to write a huge and wonderful Kane story, but it got stuck. The characters weren't behaving and I decided that I didn't have time to sort them out so I republished Good Things which is one of my favourite stories. I'm going to continue battle with the Kane story and perhaps I can publish it on Christmas Eve, which is another traditional time for ghost stories.
Hugs and good health to all.
I called into the garage as the steering in the car felt off. Bless them, they took the car for a test drive, put it up on the lift and didn't find anything, but they did sort out tyre pressure and took it for another test drive and it was a lot easier. And they didn't mind me knitting while I waited.
I called into Aldi on the way back. I wanted to pick up some almond milk, and I successfully avoided the yarn. However I picked up some books.
DH has friends in the Netherlands who read English books to their little girl. This is a good fit for her, and they were lovely and inexpensive.
Otherwise it's been pretty quiet here.
Writing stuff - last but one day of the Kane festival and a new story is here. It's so fun revisiting this character.
Hugs and good health to all.
I went to the Post Office. I'll be honest, I managed a few yards to the car, a few yards from the car to the Post Office and then I staggered back to the car. It was painful. But I did it. And there was a fun decoration at the entrance.
I had forgotten that we were so close to Halloween. But I managed to sell a couple of things on eBay. I didn't get much, but I got more than nothing, and I'll take that as a win.
I need to drag out the Halloween decorations, but most of it will have to wait until the weekend - after Halloween. Bear is armpit deep in revision for the various exams he has. To be honest, I'm losing track. All I can do is keep being there for him. I'm stocking his favourite snacks and keeping an eye on him, but he seems to be doing okay.
We already have the fireworks for Bonfire Night. Father used to be the one that set off all the fireworks and supervised the explosions. He was meticulous. During his time in the army, he was in the Royal Engineers and stationed in Egypt in the 1950s. He was with those who were blowing up the arms dumps in the desert after WWII. He said that when he was training, they started by blowing up tree trunks and worked up. We were all happy to delegate the explosions to him. Now we like to celebrate Bonfire Night to remember him. Besides, this is likely the last Bonfire Night that we'll get with bear, so we may as well enjoy it.
When I was little, I remember my father trying to light sparklers on an electric stove top. It was a new cooker and he bent one of the heating elements as he tried to get the sparklers hot enough to light. My mother was unimpressed.
Writing stuff - there's another new Kane story here. I'm having far too much fun.
Hugs and good health to all.
It's been another sitting down day. For some reason, my joints have been loudly protesting. Still, I've been editing what I hope will be the next book that I publish, so that's a step forward.
I can only do so much editing before I lose focus, so I've been pottering around between sentences. I found dozens of books in my Kindle app that I really ought to get back to, and I need to plan for that. There's also quite a few physical books that I want to read and need to make time for. If I ever work out how to be motivated for that, I'll share!
I also had a rummage around for some recipes. I've been raiding the recipe section on Tesco's website but I felt like a change. I found Cheap Family Recipes and while I'm not sure how up to date it is for costs, it has some very intriguing recipes. I hope to test one tomorrow, but I'm not saying which one in case I curse myself.
Bear had a great time last night. Then he came home and got on with more studying. It's half term, but he's not slacking off. I need to take a leaf from his book.
As I was wandering around the images on Unsplash, I found this.
There was a dead rat in the garden, and it looked extremely secondhand. DH was wonderful and disposed of it for me. I didn't take a pic.
It's been that sort of day. I'm having something of a battle with the washing machine. It's different from the one I've used from the last ten years and I'm taking a while to understand it. I'm getting outwitted by the manual. One feature that the old machine didn't have is variable temperature. I can finally select long, cool washes. I just need to be aware and not accidentally boil everything.
I dropped bear off to his party but the steering was feeling off and it was unnerving so I'll have to call the garage. Bear was happy taking snacks.
Today has been a 'sitting down' day. Tomorrow I hope to have a 'move around' morning and a 'sitting down' afternoon.
I think that the clocks going back have left me unreasonably out of sorts. I think that I'll head for a very early night.
Writing stuff - another new Kane story here. I'm adding the pic from that story because otherwise this post would look a little bare and it's a pretty pic.
Hugs and good health to all
I've been tired all day. Both DH and I seem to be run down and showing signs of being at the end of a viral infection. It's nothing serious, but we're both definitely off our game. We decided that today would be a 'sitting down day'.
Tesco had a deal on mushrooms and I was running low, so I peeled, chopped and threw 2kgs into the freezer. That should keep me going for a good while. It was quite relaxing. I didn't bother with the radio or anything. Instead I just sat quietly, slowly working my way through and enjoying the peace.
Bear stayed overnight at the party. I didn't ask him about drinking, but he turned up happy enough and bright eyed and bushy tailed, so I don't think that much drink was taken, if any. Sharon reminded me, so I reminded bear that he could call us anytime, no matter what, and that we wouldn't judge. That he had the app for Uber on his phone if we couldn't get him, or we could order an Uber or traditional taxi for him if he rung us, and that I always had enough money stashed at home to pay for a taxi from wherever he was and would be ready to pay if he rolled up after being stranded. And no matter what, we would have his back. He knew this, which is incredibly reassuring. I've drummed it into him, over the years. No matter what, it's safe to come to us. He seems comfortable with that idea, and I am so glad. He apparently has a party tomorrow and is good with taking snacks.
I felt a little out of sorts, so I decided to try knitting a baby blanket from one of the knitting patterns from Snufflebean. They are really relaxing until you realise on row 21 of 133 stitches that you didn't cast on the right number of stitches and have to unravel and start again. Still, I'd found my knitting notebook so I was happy keeping track of the rows. I haven't had to count rows for ages. I got this notebook before bear was born and I've erratically used it to track knitting with all sorts of patterns.
My late grandmother tracked her knitting patterns by marking the rows on the cardboard insert that she got with her stockings, and I suspect that my late mother did the same whenever she knitted, but I find a great deal of pleasure using this lovely notebook. I know that I could the backs of envelopes, and in the past I've recycled plenty of them to bundles for note-taking, but I really enjoy this. If I'm canny how I use it, I'm sure that it will last for a good few years more.
Writing stuff - another new story for Kane here. It's been interesting thinking about the character as a whole and I've had quite a few new ideas.
Hugs and good health to all.
Thank you for all the comments about bear. It gave me a lot of food for thought. I hope that I can include all of my responses in this post. I've studied all of your comments hard.
One thing that I'm absolutely confident on - bear is not easily swayed by peer pressure. He does not care. There absolutely has been drink at the parties he's attended, but while I suspect that he may have had a drink at last New Year, I don't think he's made a habit of it. Bear is very capable of saying 'no'.
We had a long talk about the whole 'drink' business. Bear doesn't particularly want to drink, especially after seeing how drunk people can behave. I have no problem supporting that. On the other hand, there are a lot of social expectations, and it's expected that a (nearly) 18 year old going to a party with other 18 year olds would bring something with an alcoholic value. I also want to convey to him that when you go to a party, you don't turn up empty handed. It's very likely that bear will be living away from home this time next year, among all the student parties, and I want him to have at least a sense of what is expected.
In the end, bear took a bottle of white wine (easy to share and unlikely to stain if it's spilled), that was allegedly sweet, seriously inexpensive, and the lowest Alcohol By Volume rating on Tesco website. I doubt that he'll even have a mouthful of the stuff. If it somehow gets sent back to us, we'll use it in a risotto.
The washing machine arrived. It looks awesome but I was starting with a sick headache and my joints have been very painful, so I'll start working out how to use it tomorrow. The delivery and communications were brilliant. I bought the machine from AO and I bought it online. I got calls the next day confirming the purchase, checking if I wanted a warranty, asking about parking for the delivery van and access and generally making sure that I knew what was expected. I got texts and emails on the day confirming the estimated time and when the van got near, I could track it on a map. The nice men carried it in, removed the old one (I paid for that service), connected everything up and didn't leave a mess. It all went smoothly, which is a nice change.
Writing stuff - The Kane story today is new! You can find it here. I thought that it was time that he had another outing. And as I haven't managed a pic today, here is the pic from the story.
I still haven't taken a pic of the shawl (which I am wearing) because I'm charging my elderly phone and I know that if I unplug it to take a pic, I'll never remember to plug it back in. The washing machine comes tomorrow and I'll need the phone to be active and fully charged.
The purple pens have arrived for bear, who is suitably grateful. I may steal a few. I love writing in purple. I try and be practical and sensible and pragmatic, but really I have the soul of an easily distracted magpie.
Bear is heading towards teenage parties again. He has a party tomorrow and then next week, after a lot of revision and an exam, he has some more. He's nearly eighteen, which is the legal drinking age here. I've had some thoughts about that. Bear doesn't seem keen on drink, for which I am pathetically grateful. However, if he goes to a party of mostly eighteen year olds then it's sort of expected that he brings something with an alcohol content. Up to now, he's taken Pringles. To the best of my knowledge, legally he could already drink in the home. He can't buy alcohol, however, and can't drink it at a pub or restaurant until he reaches 18. After that, all bets are off.
It's hard to know what's the best. I don't want bear to start drinking. However I don't want him to stand out in his friend group. And he won't be invited to many parties if he doesn't bring something that has alcoholic units in, at least to a lot of the local parties. My inclination is to pick up some low alcohol white wine (which won't stain if it's spilled) and trust bear to be sensible. And if he's going to have a moment when he's not sensible with alcohol, now is a good time when he's at home and I'll pick him up from anywhere at any time if he needs me. For me, I'd rather anything stupid happened now rather than when he was at university and away from a safety net. I'd love to hear people's opinion on this. For me, the best course would be that he sticks to lemonade, but what do I know?
As I haven't taken any pics today, I thought I'd share one that I loved and that seemed particularly suited to this time of year.
The planner is becoming more trouble than it could possibly be worth. On one of the pages at the front, it asks me to list fifty dreams. I don't have fifty dreams. I've thought and thought and thought about it, but most of the ones that I come up with are more like a to-do list or are hopes for bear. It's somewhat depressing. Another slice of the dreams that I've managed to jot down are vague wishes. It's like, I feel like I ought to want to travel, but when I get down to it, it's a fairly lukewarm dream. I'm actually pretty happy trundling around here. I don't want a list of how to improve myself - that's not dreams. It's like a pressure to be better, but in a stern way rather than inspiration. However it's helping me narrow down a little of where I want to focus. I'm not risking putting down anything, as whatever I plan on here is immediately cursed, but I'll share if/when anything happens.
Dinner was awesome tonight. It was a recipe from Tesco - Beef and Root Vegetable Hotpot, which turned out really well. However I think that I got the liquid wrong, and even though I used a casserole dish that was twice as big as recommended, the dratted thing overflowed all over the oven. I am not looking forward to the clean up tomorrow. It turned out beautifully rich as it was thickened with flour and tomato puree and had allspice as flavouring, though I think I'll add a little more allspice next time. Tesco recipes seem to be a little under-spiced.
It's left me with a lot of veggies left over - I've got a leek, parsnips, sweet potatoes and plenty of onions. I can see a generous pot of soup in the future. It's getting to that time of year, and simmering those veggies up with lentils and plenty of garlic, turmeric and cumin will make me very happy and fill the freezer with good stuff.
I haven't got any pics from today, so here's one from Unsplash that I think is good for the spooky season.
Hugs and good health to all.
I meant to have a sitting still day. I meant to have a 'keep up with the writing' day. I could possibly go for 'finishing that dratted shawl' day.
I listed another lot of yarn on eBay, then I went to list this.
I'll be honest, the pain is wearing me out. That doesn't mean that I can't be awkward, difficult and generally contrary. So, as expected, I've done the opposite of what I meant to do. I wish that I didn't. I don't feel in control of my fate and it's wearing me down.
Writing stuff - I'm not taking part in the October Frights this year. I'm trying to concentrate on other stuff which may end up on Amazon. That doesn't mean that I don't adore AF Steward and the October Frights Blog Hop and I've written a quick post with links that you can read here.
Hugs and good health to all.
I nipped out to the Co-op today to pick up some Lurpak for DH. It's his favourite and while I nearly cried at paying the price at a small, local shop, he works hard and he is absolutely worth it. However I jarred my hip quite badly and I've struggled since. DH was very nice but he mentioned that he hears me scream with pain several times a day and perhaps I should do something about it. So I rang the GP. They didn't have any slots, but advised me to ring the NHS advice line. They advised me to go the pharmacy and meanwhile put an ice pack on my back. I told them that the problem was with the hip, but it didn't get me anywhere.
Meanwhile, according to the very substandard cleaning planner, today is the bedrooms. I leave the men to their own bedrooms and keep to mine, but instead of being sensible and vacuuming and dusting, I dug through the heap of yarn and listed some on eBay. For the first time ever, I was accidentally selling yarn on eBay. I don't feel comfortable sharing the pics I took for the two lots that I put on eBay, and I didn't take a pic of the shawl (progressing nicely), so here is a pic from Unsplash with lots of yarn.
I didn't post last night because I was determined to finish the second part of the shawl, but by the time it was finished, it was stupid late and I just crawled up to bed.
Do you remember this box?
The drawers inside had a thorough dusting of mould - like the wood had been soaked, become mouldy and then dried out. I had a look around the internet and followed the directions to spray with vinegar and leave for an hour. The smell was horrific. Then DH made a batch of pickled chillies and I swear that the smell got worse. Then I did bear's washing and by the time I added the fabric conditioner that he likes, I was ready to open every window in the house. I think that tomorrow I'll give the drawers a good wash in soapy water and then another spray. I really want to use them, but I don't think that I'd get much option if I tried to return it (Temu) and I suspect that the cost of returning the thing would be more than I spent in the first place. As it is, the joints and frame of the drawers seem sturdy enough, so I'll see if it can be sorted out.
I've also done a few loads of laundry and some productive pottering. Mainly, however, I've been knitting.
That's the shawl. It will look coherent when it's finished, but it's currently complicated. You go so far with increasing two stitches on every alternate row, then you split them. I my case I had 122 stitches. I left 61 on an extremely long stitch holder (which I'm terrified won't hold), then knit across the remaining 61 stitches and cast on 60 more. Now I'm decreasing two stitches on every alternate row at the centre of the working part, obsessively checking the stitch holder and have a shape that can best be described as 'odd', or possibly 'eldritch'. Once I've decreased to the end, I'll cast off and then do the same with the stitches on the holder, but as a mirror image.
I still have the planner but I didn't look at it today as I was obsessing over the shawl.
Hugs and good health to all.
I've been having trouble walking. Another problem is that the 'steps' app on my phone has been acting up. I downloaded the Google version and I've started watching it again.
It's strange. I've been struggling so much over the last few years and suddenly I seem to be doing better, and I'm starting to slowly pick up. For the last six months or more, I've struggled to do more than a thousand steps per day. That's barely moving, and I've been crippled by pain. However, over the last week or so, I've been gradually increasing the step count. The app thinks that five thousand steps are the bare minimum. That's my long term goal, but right now I've been aiming for two thousand. Not only have I managed it for the last few days, but yesterday I managed to get past three thousand.
This seems pitiful compared to those who run marathons and walk miles and miles daily, but I feel that all you can do is improve, and I'm improving, and I'm proud of it. Today I've barely scraped past two thousand, but I'm okay with that as I'm taking a quiet day after pushing myself a little. Besides, I've done laundry, cleaned a few spots and finely diced and froze a couple of pounds (one kilo) of carrots. As the weather gets colder, some carrots, onions, garlic, potatoes and lentils with plenty of turmeric and cumin makes a great soup that warms in all sorts of ways.
Bear has been studying maths all day. I keep looking up and seeing all sorts of incomprehensible formulae on his screen. As far as I can tell, he's loving it, but I'm keeping a close eye on him.
I've been knitting for most of today, and the shawl is coming on nicely.
I'm almost at the end of the first 100g (4oz approx) ball and I'm feeling good about it. This blog has helped because I was determined that I would have a pic for the blog. I'm coming up to the next stage of this shawl, which will have to wait until Amazon deliver the circular stitch holder. I'll be putting around 70 stitches on a holder, which is fiddly.
I haven't looked over the planner. That's a job for later. I've got a lot that I need to do tomorrow before I make some time for thinking.
Hugs and good health to all.
Thank you, Bless, for suggesting St Anthony - I've found the planner! I haven't looked at it today as that's a job for tomorrow though I'm promising nothing!
I abandoned my current knitting project, which will surprise no-one, and started the shawl I wanted.
I called in at Aldi. I prefer calling late at night as the drive is easier and it's so much quieter.
I shouldn't have bought it. I should have resisted the temptation. But I thought that it would be idea for stowing pins, knitting needles, stitch markers, sewing scissors, etc etc etc and it was under £20. I think that it was either stored locally or made locally as it got here quickly and now all I need to do is dig out all the random bits from dozens of bags and boxes and stuff them into one place. It's sturdy enough, for what I want, and it's a good size. I got it from Temu (don't shop on phone) here I only use my laptop to shop on Temu as it as a lot of anti virus stuff on and I regularly clear cookies.
Writing Stuff - Tales from the White Hart are being uploaded daily on Royal Road, the second story every written about Kane has been re-posted on my blog and I've put up a little bit of chat to keep up to date. I wrote that I can't wait to find out what I'm going to write next, and that's the absolute truth!
Hugs and good health to all.
I can't find my planner. And I only did a small amount of cleaning as it's been a sitting down sort of day.
But I have done some stuff, and I'm feeling relatively positive. This morning I called in to Aldi, but forgot to pick up salad, then this evening I went to fill up with petrol. This was quite scary as the traffic lights at the junction nearest us weren't working and that junction can be tricky at the best of times. There have been a couple of fatal crashes there over the years and I try and stay cautious. This meant that after I'd filled up, I went all around the back streets to avoid the lights and get home.
Tomorrow is also likely to be a sitting down sort of day. I need to pop out quite early to pick up salad for DH, then I have an appointment for the yearly checkup, then I have the trip to drop bear off for his quiz night which usually includes a wander around Tesco. Usually it's a very small wander, but it's something.
I also did a load of writing stuff, and that's made me happy. Speaking of which...
Writing stuff - Yesterday I published the most recent instalment from the White Hart on my blog here. Today I re-published the first instalment of Kane's Story (again) which is rather lacklustre of me, but I wanted something spooky-ish for October and I clutched at straws and started re-publishing Kane as he is reliably involved with ghosts. I also put Under Dark Hills on Royal Road here.
I spent quite some time working on a cover for the story. I'll never be brilliant at it, and I'm not thrilled with the lettering, but I'm relatively pleased with this.
Hugs and good health to all.