I started to get a sore throat last Friday night, and thinking it was just a cold decided to ignore it for the next 6 days. Which turned out to be a really bad idea, because it wasn’t a cold it was tonsillitis. Two penicillin injections in my butt, a bunch of tablets and three days spent on the couch and I am starting to feel a bit better, with the odd moment of feeling like I am about to cough up a lung.
The most frustrating thing is the not getting anything done. Last Tuesday was a public holiday, and I was too tired from “the cold” to do anything and tomorrow is another one, and I am pretty much still benched. Being sick is a complete waste of the best run of public holidays we have this year. Not to mention that, except for visits to the Doctor, by tomorrow I’ll have been stuck in the house, doing nothing, for 5 days straight. Cabin fever is starting to set in. Yesterday I found myself watching a show about people who repossess cars. Today I am trying to make myself do something. At least for a little while.
I’ve had this quilt on the go for a while, and for some reason I’m not enjoying it. Maybe because it requires more precision than I usually enjoy. Too many biased edges and it seems the bigger the blocks get, the harder it is to measure them accurately. Two rulers don’t really cut it. But it would be nice if over the next two days I could get the last round of borders on it and the top finished.
The last few weeks have been almost consumed with the business of being a grown up. Most of that has been due to my deciding that my bank probably wasn’t giving me the best deal. This of course led to half a million phone calls, lots of online twiddling and one letter (because after two weeks of no response to an online request and no time to go into a bank I decided to write to them). Despite all this effort, I’m still not done but I am starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Trying seriously hard not to think about insurance, but once I get this whole bank thing sorted out it’s next on my list.
The downside is that I have had a quilt top sitting half finished for over 2 weeks now, and my lawn is approaching something resembling a meadow. I am determined not to care, about the lawn anyway. Even if it is a long weekend, I will not mow. It can wait til next weekend.
The plan for the rest of the day is to find a quite spot with a cold drink, and maybe just a few Easter eggs, and finish reading my book.
It’s been a bit of a weird weekend. I’ve been feeling like I’m at a bit of a loose end since yesterday. Which is a worry, because with being back at work, the weekend is really the only time to get things done. I feel bad for not making the most of it.
The problem, I think, is that my weekly planner ran out, so I have no to-do-list for the weekend. Even if you ignore the list, at least it tells you what you should be doing. Right now I have no plan and no projects. It’s already March. The year is just flying by. This is not the time to be without a plan. If I don’t come up with one soon, the whole year will be gone before I know it.
I guess I do have some goals for the year, but most of them are like saving money. They are there, but they involve not doing things and don’t exactly fill my time.
The whole situation is not helped by the fact that it is stinking hot and my air-conditioner is broken. All I really want to do is lay in front of the fan. Two more weeks to wait for the repair person, because its summer and everyone wants aircon right now (including me), and that’s assuming it can be fixed.
Time to find a bit of paper and write a list, I think.
My long holiday is almost over, only 6 days til I return to work and I am feeling slightly miserable. Not because of the whole going back to work thing, but because I have a head cold brewing. I decided to try to cheer myself up by making cinnamon scrolls. Like baking bread there is a lot of resting in the process and I am just waiting for the final rest to finish so I can put them in the oven. I’ve never made them before and I am a little worried that my dough was too sticky, but I am sure they will be fine even if they aren’t the world’s neatest. They should be done just in time for morning tea.
That just leaves me with the question of what I am going to do with myself for the next six days. Some of those days are already accounted for. My brother is getting married tomorrow and I am photographing the wedding. Plus if it goes til midnight, I won’t be home til 1 a.m. and I shall need a lot of napping the day after to recover. For today, I think I am going to pin a quilt and read one of my books. After 3 months off work I am finding it is the simplest things that bring the greatest pleasure. A trashy novel, the cooking channel and my knitting and I am a happy woman. Throw in a pastry and its even better.
Only 2 days to go and its Christmas. I’m kind of organised. Presents are all wrapped and I am getting my groceries delivered today because I really didn’t want to be going to the supermarket this close to Christmas. That just leaves a load of cooking and prep for tomorrow and I can relax and enjoy the day.
I am feeling quite productive at the moment. I finished a quilt this week, and have been getting lots of reading in. In part, this productivity could be due to me finally giving in and starting to take something for my hay fever and allergies. Even though I still feel a little bit congested, my head is clearer. It’s amazing how much of a difference that makes.
While the weather is not doing any favours for my allergies, it is doing wonders for my garden. I planted some eggplant, capsicum and tomatoes about six weeks ago and, except for the tomatoes, they are doing great. I have had one harvest of eggplant already and when I looked yesterday, there were about five more growing. The mini capsicums are also growing well. I just need to figure out when is the best time to harvest them. While I had loads of tomatoes, they all rotted. I think they got fruit fly. It was either fruit fly or ants. There were ants on there when I cleaned them off the plants, but the ants could just have gone in to finish off the job. Either way, no tomatoes for me. I am going to have to find a way to protect them before the next lot grows.
That’s all from me, for now. Enjoy your holidays, wherever you are and what ever you are celebrating.
It seems being too organised was actually getting in the way of my doing stuff. I’d plot out what I wanted to do for the week and then split up tasks by day. Wednesday I would have task C to do and Thursday I would have task D to do. For some reason or other I would end up not doing C on Wednesday and then I couldn’t do D on Thursday because I hadn’t done C and the whole plan would end up in a heap. And…I wouldn’t do things even if I had the time and the energy because they were scheduled for another day.
So this week I stopped organising at the list of things to do for the week. I just left it at that and am just slowly working my way through the list, looking at the list when I have motivation to do something and picking something that appeals. It seems to be working as I am quickly ticking things off the list. Though in order to stay focused I have had to start a second list of ‘things I think of that I should do but don’t want to do because it would distract me from finishing the list’. I figure the second list can be the start of next week’s list.
So far this week, I finally fixed a bag I made some time ago where the seams were starting to fray, and I made this cushion from a piece of patchwork that I made so long ago that I forgot what I was meant to be doing with it.
I started getting organised for Christmas, wrapping presents for everyone I am done shopping for.
I even managed to go out and get some gardening done, though that might be more to do with the fact that I gave myself a specific gardening task rather than just adding ‘garden’ to my daily list.
And…a few days ago I went to the acrylic painting class I booked myself into back in September. A pretty impressive effort if I might say so for my first attempt, though the class was very good and I don’t think that anyone’s painting looked hideously bad.
Now, off to make myself some lunch and then pin a quilt for quilting this afternoon.
Ok, so I am just getting to the stage when I want to start doing things and I had a whole big long list for this week. Then…I had to retire injured after stabbing my self in the foot on a loose piece of floorboard. I had a sliver go in so deep I couldn’t get it out myself and had to go to the doctors this morning and have it extracted. Hopefully, she got it all out and all is well from here on, but my foot is still sore and for the next day or so I will be limited to what I can manage from the couch, or hopping around the house.
Thankfully, I went to the library yesterday so I have plenty of books to read, knitting to hand and obviously can type, so doing some writing would probably be a really good use of my time. Also, our local supermarket has a pretty good grocery delivery service so I won’t starve.
Other than that just frustrated at not being able to go and do what I wanted to do and feeling like a bit of a klutz. Though I was slightly mollified by the fact that ‘extract foreign object’ is actually a tick box on the form the doctor fills in about my visit. Obviously it’s not just me.
On a more positive note, I did manage to get this little guy finished earlier in the week. Who doesn’t need a ninja stuffed toy.