I'm enjoying tracking my days, although I'm not sure it makes interesting reading for anyone else. This last week has mostly been a washout - I started sniffling on Monday morning and things went rapidly downhill from there, so other than dragging myself to work, not much has been done. Monday 27th Left for work at 6am. Tired and unenthusiastic, and by the end of the day I'd properly come down with a cold. Met Peter at the cafe on the way home, but the kitchen had closed by the time we got there, so we came home in a slight grump instead. A quiet evening of not-very-much-at-all. Tuesday 28th The first proper snow of the year! Just an inch or two. The new car slid around a bit getting out of the lane, but the main roads were gritted and we made it to the city without incident (there was no snow there at all, of course). A long and very tedious day. I felt like a zombie and was having a complete sense of humour failure all day. Peter had a band rehearsal in the evening, so I had arranged to meet a friend for tea, but at the last minute his plans were cancelled. We still saw our friend though, and didn't get home til after 10pm anyway. Peter slept on the sofa so I could cough and sneeze my way through the night. Wednesday 29th I probably could have done with staying off work, but with six meetings to rearrange and the car due in the garage, it seemed like less effort to just get on with it. I stumbled my way ineffectively through another day (all the meetings got ticked off though), picked the car up, got home about 6 and dozed my way through the evening. Thursday 30th Worked at home, and for all the good I did I might as well have stayed in bed. We met our friend for lunch in the local cafe though which was nice, and had a very quick wander round the charity shops. I tried to work again in the evening but it just wasn't happening. Another lazy evening, and I forgot all about putting the bins out. Friday 31st Left for work at 6am, and after a couple of hours in the office, sneaked off to meet a friend for breakfast in a new-to-me cafe. I was feeling slightly more human, but an hour of walking to the cafe and back didn't really do me much good, and I had a rather unpleasant day of trying to catch up on all the things I'd not quite done for the rest of the week. Didn't get home til 7pm, and after an uninspiring tea of porridge, put my dressing gown on and stared mindlessly at the computer for a couple of hours before having an early night. Saturday 1st Had a rough second half of the night on the sofa. Normally I sleep well anywhere, and for most of the week I've been starting the night in bed, then several hours later when Peter is ready for bed, I've been getting up and sleeping on the sofa. This works well, but on Friday night there was clearly a mouse having an exciting adventure behind one of the cupboards which woke me up every hour or so. I was awake early, and sneaked in a couple of hours of work, trying to catch up with what I'd missed throughout the week ready for a deadline on Monday. We had a lazy breakfast in the cafe, a wander round the charity shops, and then in the afternoon I cleaned out the chicken run, which was as much energy as I could muster. A friend came to stay in the evening so we stayed up til 2am. Sunday 2nd I was awake before everyone else, and sneaked in a bit of work, trying to catch up before Monday's deadline. After a quick breakfast, Peter and our friend left, and I planned to work until lunchtime then have the rest of the day to myself. Sadly Peter's plans were cancelled, so by the time I finished work at 2pm I had fifteen minutes to myself before he came back. Still, I did manage to hang the washing outside for the first time this year, and spent some time outside sorting out a pile of wood to build a new compost bin and cleaning out the chickens. The evening was spent pottering round getting ready for the week ahead, doing an endless mountain of washing up, and other not-very-interesting household tasks. So, the end of the second week of tracking my days, and still no DIY. No sewing or running this week either, and no wall-building or flute playing. One visit from a friend though, and lunch with another friend, and a teensy bit of gardening. Progress.
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TDQ Karen
4/2/2020 02:42:02 pm
Love reading. I managed to hang the bedding outside for the first time this winter. I do get so over excited by the sight of washing blowing in the line. I really am that sad
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