Friday
Friday started as usual with my dirty cuppa and my quiet hour. I didn’t get any reading done, and my reading hour does seem to have slipped off the map. But at least I had a leisurely start to the day followed by a bit of a soggy play with the dogs in the garden before we went off for my hospital appointment (28 of 30…).
When we got back I squeezed in a few pages of the client edit. Yes, it was only a few pages, but it was good to at least ’touch’ this job and get it back into my system. It’s an interesting book and all I’m doing is house style and consistency as it’s quite well written.
After that it was time for our midday breakfast/brunch/whatever, and then I watched Week 3 of the depth in research workshop. I’ve used the assignments from this course for story starters but so far I only have one opening and a few notes.
When my beeper went, I had to put the study to one side and turn to the new client proofread. I’d done the actual hard copy proofread the day before but now I needed to transfer the changes to the screen version and make a clean file. I worked on that for the rest of the day, actually, but we had to go out at about 4:30pm to take the puppy to be weighed and that split the job in two.
When we got back, I was back on it, and as soon as it was finished, I fired it off to the client. It felt good to have at least one job ticked off in an otherwise busy week.
JetPack came back to me and agreed it did look as though spider bots were crawling all over my site. They removed the warning, though, and agreed with me that plugins might help.
Before the day ended, my skin had flared up as though I’d been sunburned. It was a bit sore and a bit itchy. And I had white bits where I hadn’t stood straight enough.
It rained all day.
The weekend
On Saturday morning we had an appointment on the other side of town and on the way home we did a quick shop for just that day. We didn’t want to leave the dogs any longer than we had to and they’d already been left behind for a good couple of hours. So we picked up a few things and headed home.
The Winter Olympics were on the telly when we got back and we sat in front of those for a few hours. We had a late lunch and didn’t feel like a full dinner at tea time, so we just had pies.
It rained all day.
We had to get up fairly early on Sunday so we could catch the supermarket with some food still on the shelves. It was a quick in and out, but we got groceries and provisions for the week. There was more Olympics on the telly, but I made an apple crumble (the poet peeled and sliced the apples for me) and a dozen blueberry muffins.
I’ve had a few goes at muffins from various different recipes, but they always seem to be a bit wet and sloppy and won’t peel away from the paper cases. This was the first time I’d tried this particular ‘basic’ recipe, and they were an absolute success. They even looked like muffins instead of the fairy cakes my muffins usually look like. And they are delicious. That recipe is definitely a keeper.
There are some other recipes in the same book that look nice. It’s cakes and bakes or teatime treats or something like that, a Good Food edition. I was going to try the blueberry cheesecake tarts but didn’t have any soured cream. I suppose I could get away with Fage Greek yoghurt. We use that for a few things, or the poet does, including a carbonara or a white lasagne sauce.
We had a roast chicken dinner followed by the apple crumble with ice cream the poet made.
The ‘sun burn’ had died down a lot and my skin was really, really soft. The spots were still pigmented and looked like freckles, but they were smooth freckles and they didn’t itch and they didn’t bleed.
And it rained all day. It started to rain in October and has hardly stopped since, I don’t mind the rain at all.
Monday
Monday was publication day and session 29 (of 30) of the light therapy sessions. The poet had to drop me off this time as he had a dental appointment 10 minutes later with the hygienist and another one 20 minutes after that for a checkup. Fortunately it’s only up the road a bit. Too far to walk, but not too far for me to wait for him to come back. It was raining anyway (surprise, surprise) so best for me to wait in the shelter of the hospital.
I told the nurse I’d burned on Friday, so she repeated the same jouleage. I didn’t think I burned this time.
The poet was kept waiting 10 minutes for his first appointment and because he’d chipped a tooth, the checkup dentist gave him a quick filling saying it was an old filling that had fallen out and not a new chip, which was good news. He didn’t have to have an injection or any drilling, just a new raving expensive filling.
As we drove home, the rain finally stopped and the sun came out! We do, however, have more rain forecast throughout the week before it gets colder again.
It meant we were later getting back for the dogs than we would have liked, but they were fine. The puppy had only snapped one of the curtain wires in the kitchen, that’s all…The poet quickly rustled up a broccoli quiche for our tea while I made us some breakfast. And we both spent the entire rest of the day in the office.
I caught up on some Friday work I’d missed: weekly backup, weekly finances, Monday’s blog post, etc. I watched Week 4 and Week 5 of the depth research workshop. And I made us something to eat.
In the afternoon, I found a bot-blaster and installed that. My views went up to 700 on Friday. I mean, 700 would be nice, but not if they’re just robots scraping my work without permission.
I got started on the February date work but stuck to my single pomodoro for that as I had other things to do as well. The date work is so easy to get carried away with and end up doing it for hours, so I did well to pay attention to my bleeper when it went off.
Finally, I wrote up this week’s diary before starting today’s blog post. I scheduled that, then checked to see how many views I was having. It had dropped right down to 85. That’s more like it.
I closed down and called it a day.
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