Dear reader, I’m alive! The surgery went very well and I’ve spent the week recuperating with my best friend, so while it’s been a zero on anything productive (alas, poor deadlines, I see you whoosh), it’s been an excellent week for self-care, investigations into toast and having more painkillers in my bloodstream than I’ve probably had in the last eight years. Good times.
Dear reader, it’s been a week of surprises – the main one being that I’m going into hospital for some long-anticipated surgery tomorrow. I only got the call on Thursday so it’s all been a bit of a rush (and a confusion – trying to navigate around various appointments without any paperwork was a bit difficult on Friday). I have also done plenty of driving, both in-lesson and practice (the Dereham road is terrible). I’m a little nervous about tomorrow, and tired from cleaning and tidying so that I don’t have to worry about any household chores next week while I’m recovering, so here, rather appropriately, is the story of Barney, as this coming Tuesday marks his adoption day. Awww.
Dear reader, this week didn’t go entirely as planned, due to Stuff, Things and a side order of Embuggerance. Still, I managed to give the kitchen a good clean and had a small adventure.
Dear reader, I bring you good news, a recipe and plans. There was supposed to be a bit about Star Wars, but I’m so tired I can’t say much more than that I liked it, slightly amused by the Serious Facial Acting at the very end and I’m looking forward to the next film. Thankfully I was only spoiled for two events/plot elements in the film and one of them wasn’t wholly accurate, so bearing in mind I was about six weeks late I’m glad I managed to go in mostly not knowing what to expect.