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I started to read a book the other day in which all the characters were ‘manic pixie dream (stereotype). There was the drunken Irishwoman, the blocked writer, the over-achieving teenager. The one who wasn’t was the kindly billionaire. I read about a third of it, but just couldn’t care about the weird eccentricities of the characters and their wacky behaviour. Too much for my frail frame. So I stopped.
In other news, I had to admit to my friends on Zoom yesterday that the most exciting thing that had happened to me all day was that I’d taken my rubbish to the bins. The most exciting thing for today is that I’ve put a load of washing on. Both are only exciting because they involve carrying stuff downstairs, which I can now do with both legs. If you see what I mean. Rather than dot and carry one. And the bin stuff is quite heavy because one of the bin bags, the one for general waste, will always contain used cat litter.
I went to the local café I’ve found on Tuesday; they do a good breakfast and if I arrive just after nine I can have my pick of tables – this week I was their first customer. Then I pootle round to M&S, and see what’s on offer. The bus stop to get home is just on the other side of the road from M&S, and the buses in my direction fairly frequent. So that’s good.
I have finally organised the third spare bedroom – I plan to get my cleaner to make up the bed with the new! fresh! bedlinen when she comes over next week. I also have to get the sewing machine set up so that I can put the curtain tape on the net curtain and get it hung up in the first spare bedroom, which is at the front of the house. The other two are at the back. So that’s a project.
In gaming I’m hurriedly putting together the next section for my Call of Cthulhu campaign as the players simply refused to take part in the Dreamlands sequence. They insisted on waking up and returning to the “real” world, leaving me with not much to do from there. Luckily at that stage it was time for us to wind up anyway. So there you go.
Also reblogged on https://www.pillowfort.social/Lexin
In other news, I had to admit to my friends on Zoom yesterday that the most exciting thing that had happened to me all day was that I’d taken my rubbish to the bins. The most exciting thing for today is that I’ve put a load of washing on. Both are only exciting because they involve carrying stuff downstairs, which I can now do with both legs. If you see what I mean. Rather than dot and carry one. And the bin stuff is quite heavy because one of the bin bags, the one for general waste, will always contain used cat litter.
I went to the local café I’ve found on Tuesday; they do a good breakfast and if I arrive just after nine I can have my pick of tables – this week I was their first customer. Then I pootle round to M&S, and see what’s on offer. The bus stop to get home is just on the other side of the road from M&S, and the buses in my direction fairly frequent. So that’s good.
I have finally organised the third spare bedroom – I plan to get my cleaner to make up the bed with the new! fresh! bedlinen when she comes over next week. I also have to get the sewing machine set up so that I can put the curtain tape on the net curtain and get it hung up in the first spare bedroom, which is at the front of the house. The other two are at the back. So that’s a project.
In gaming I’m hurriedly putting together the next section for my Call of Cthulhu campaign as the players simply refused to take part in the Dreamlands sequence. They insisted on waking up and returning to the “real” world, leaving me with not much to do from there. Luckily at that stage it was time for us to wind up anyway. So there you go.
Also reblogged on https://www.pillowfort.social/Lexin