Day: 23 February 2018

Thursday 22nd February 2018

Kazakh: Бейсенбі, 22 ақпан, 2018

1125hrs: Woke up, feeling tremendously upbeat. A few seconds for the brain to join the body, and the laundry needed doing came forth from the depths of the grey-cells. I extracted the body mass from the £300 second-hand recliner.

Fought back the acidulous thoughts about life, and got the washing bag and accoutrements collated and down to the Laundry Room.

The bleakness of the ground floor lobby seemed to bring down my earlier feelings of contentment.

Got the washer loaded and started and returned up to the flat.

Got the Health Checks done, made a brew then took the medications.

All looked fine on the results from the sphygmomanometer. Which incidentally, once again took three goes before it recorded, just showed up as a fault? It had new batteries in, as well.

Time to go down and move the clothing from the washer to dryer.

Got the dryer going, then I cleaned the drum and door of the washer.

Back up to the apartment and refilled the pot with capsules and freshener ready for the next visit to the laundry room.

Got the computer on to start this post off. The machine was going slow again this morning, and I had a heck of a job uploading these photographs. Tsk!

Time to go and retrieve the hopefully dried washing.

Into the elevator, where I noticed just one of the beetles beetling about on the lift floor. If these insects are going to be regular visitors, I’ll have to think of a name for them. Hehe!

I had a closer look at the notice about the water being turned off in March for Monday and Tuesday 12th and 13th.

I spotted the word ‘Secondlement’.

I looked it up on the web later. And the only thing that came up was this?

To the laundry room and emptied the dryer of clothing and folded them up and cleaned the filter and drum.

I’m pleased to report that no odd socks found this time. As Jenny said, if I throw away the odd one, sure as heck I’ll discover the missing one, then! Haha!

Got the gear in the bag and went back to the lifts. Where the electronic information sign indicated, it was ‘Sunny’ outside. I nipped out of the foyer door to take this picture of the sunshine. Hehehe!

Into the flat and put the clobber away.

Made a fresh brew and continued to update this up to here. Then began finalising yesterday’s post and got it sent off.

Computer problems started. Sticking, jumpy. Not allowing me to post photos on Facebook or email now. Did a disc cleanup and now I’ve lost all my passwords! Not the foggiest idea how to solve the issues, and expect to lose computer and or internet anytime. I’m fed-up and sorry for myself in the extreme now! I need help, but who from?

I tried posting on Facebook again on Chrome, but that was not letting me even write, let alone post photos. Back to FireFox to work there still. No, not allowing me to post again.

Tried YouTube to see if that is working. I had to sign in again, but luckily remembered the password for this.

Finished a TFZer fun graphic. IT went on FB twice but wouldn’t let me add it to the other stuff. Tried to load it on here.

I had to try several times, but eventually, I managed to get it to on. Phew! But it took far too long.

Dispirited, I turned everything off and got the ablutions tended to. The medicationalisationing of the lower regions gave me a bit of bother. Huh!

I got the nibble box and raffle prizes in the bag. Sorted the black bags out and took them with me, dropping them in the chute en route.

As I left the foyer, I got this photo of one of the lifts in use. It looked like it was picking up some ready-built wall panels or whatever. The day was not too cold or windy and no rain about. But the forecast on the radio when I was shaving, informed me that it was going to go down to -4°c – 24.8°f, and that did nothing to cheer me up.

I crossed over the road and espied a little ganglet of inestimable residents just beyond the Obergruppenfurheress’s temporary shed, at the bus stop further along.

I got in and had a quick word with the Wardens in their office. Then into the Social Hour room.

Jenny was there, looking after the others, making tea or coffee for them, and handing out cakes. Not many people yet. It soon filled up a bit more, though.

Put the raffle prizes on the trolley and had a nice nattering session with Jenny. She warned me not to use the path between the trees, that lead down to Winchester Street. Her other half, Frank, was mugged using it a couple of years ago. I thanked her for the advice.

Did some crosswording. I had planned to catch a bus at 1030hrs to town to fetch some batteries, but the innards started gurgling, and Hippy Hilda played up a bit. So I decided against going out.

Frank, Cindy, Bill (William on Sundays), BJ and John sat close to me.

I departed, full of worry about the computer mostly.

Back to the flat and had a wee-wee. Rubbed some gel into Hippy Hilda, checked the PPs and made a mug of tea. The computer on to update this post.

Nosh: Cheesy mashed potatoes, tomatoes, BBQ nibbles and pork sausages

Not feeling ill as such, just in low spirits and out of sorts.

I just sat with the TV on, tray still on the other chair and drifted off, but woke so often and fretted over anything, fall asleep and suffer terrible dreams, then the whole thing repeated all night. Tsk!