Wednesday 8th November 2017
Kannada: ಬುಧವಾರ 8 ನವೆಂಬರ್ 2017
0115hrs: Woke after less than three-hours kip. Thanks to the flipping new Fire Alarm Strobe and Pillow-Shaker-Alarm going off again last night, like it did on Monday? Obergruppenfureress Deana is still off poorly I think, but I’ll have to mention it to someone today. Although, I had planned to stay in, just in case Sister Jane rang me with her hospital update… Life is complicated innit? Hehe!
0210hrs: Forced my gone-to-seed, highly-kneadable body out of the £300 second-hand recliner, got some clothes on and readied the laundry room bag. Had a Porcelain Throne session, very messy. Cleaned things up and took the washing down. Machine Two was in use, so had to use number One. It never washes the stuff as well as the second one does and takes a lot longer doing it. Never mind.
Then, took the medications. The Sys seems to have come back down again, nicely. Nothing to fret over… until I realised the teeth were bleeding still, well from the gingiva at the base of the loose Tootypeg.
I recognised I’d forgotten to take the ‘ADRS’ capsule, so I ingested it belatedly, with my almost regular dilatorily fashion.
0235hrs: Back in the flat, and finished off the Tuesday Diary. Took a long time, as I got sidetracked when I spotted a suitable graphic to use as a Diary-Topper and this took me over an hour to adapt. Then it was time to go down and retrieve the laundry.
0334hrs:
I had to use the other dryer, because whoever it was who forgot his or her washing had been down and use the better one, Tsk! Hehehe!
I folded the clothes, cleaned out the filter and filled the blue bag, then had to use lift number one to get back to the twelfth storey and home. Straight into the wet room and another sloppy, slushy session. Had a good freshen up and put the clothing away.
I sorted out what was to be had for foddering later. One large potato to bake then mix the flesh with some cheese and vinegar, (No doubt burning my fingers again), got some dried mushroom and onion mix and Polish Herbs re
The noises from somewhere nearby are getting louder and more often now. I assume one of the flats is having their heaters either disconnected or a new one fitted. Mary told me she was without a proper heater for a few days last week, but they left her a portable convector heater to use, that nearly bankrupted her! She is a witty-laugh bless her.
Not used to it being there, I suppose.
I spent, even more, time on Graphicationalising on CorelDraw and CorelPaint.
I wasn’t sure if they were delivering or taking something away.
I was impressed with the tenant’s car
The view from the kitchen window, looking so lovely, but it belied just how cold it actually was at the time.
Back to blogging. I got the Wednesday, no, that’s today. Sorry! Tuesday’s blog Emailed and did some WordPress Reading.
Finally finished the latest TFZ graphic.
Hours and hours spent sorting the personal dictionary and getting it into some kind of order. So tired by the time I had to stop through mental fatigue.
Got the nosh cooking.
Health Checks were done, medications were taken.
Sat down to read the book and fell asleep. Dreams about my trying to get through a door but not being able to work out how the handle worked?
I ate and enjoyed it, took the dish and things into the kitchen for washing up and realised I had forgotten to put the gravy on the plate! Tsk! Got the pots cleaned, dragged me back into the recliner, nibbles some nuts, read the book, then put the TV on and stayed awake for about three hours with only a few nod-offs, turned off the TV and drifted swiftly into a much-needed sleep. Ahh!
That’s quite an erection you have outside your window. That operatives sign-in sign seems a little spookish. I love your time related graphic. Good photos. Had a moment of clearing with blue sky I’ll never win the lottery around here because I never buy tickets. Don’t even know where or how to buy them. God for the food success.
I look at the erection and it still makes me jump. Hehe!
Pleased you like the efforts today, Sir.
I’m with you on the lottery. I did have a go when it first started but never had a win of any kind. So, after a few months, I stopped doing it. I’m not a gambler, Mother was a Gamblerholic before she ran away. (Well she always was until the end) The trouble it caused everyone, oh dear. This is why I buy raffle tickets at the Social to fit in, and give them away.
TTFN Sir.
I can certainly understand why that sight out the window is shocking & I imagine it will be gone by the time you grow used to it lol. Good to see you had wonderful success with the meal this time <3
Thanks, Corin.
I even jumped a little this morning when I opened the curtains and saw them. Haha!
All the best to Dad and you.
TTFN ♥