Sigh. It is so easy to fall out of a habit such as blogging. What has been going on that I should have shared with you ? My finger is healing, but typing is not as easy as it might be because I have it bandaged. I could probably manage without a bandage but it does still “leak” a bit so it is best kept very very clean. TMI ? Well you don’t have to be here ! Today is my young dog’s second birthday. He has had a nice day with two outings, the second of which was a
Tag: Effort
If you have a titter in your throat right now, and those words made it worse, shame on you ! I have made progress today. Not the sort of progress that most people would be proud of, but at least things have moved in the right direction. I have one small section of floor that is now clear and (relatively) clean, which is good, and a variety of other items have found homes as part of that. No, my surfaces are not clear, but it is an improvement. I have also just distributed cards to those in my local walking
No, that isn’t a typo in the title, it is the Latin word for tomorrow. And from it, we get the word pro-cras-tination. Something I am very good at. Let me prove it to you. Actually, I’ll prove it in my next post, but you’ll see. (I’m funny.) Sunday mornings could be a time to get shit done. My dog plans are in the afternoon so I can have a lie-in and still get several hours of stuff under my belt before the physical-tireds kick in. However Bugsy was up to his usual tricks last night, simply refusing to settle
I don’t think it is unreasonable to expect someone to turn up to an appointment, particularly if they are the one who asked for it. Let’s compare. Today I went to a new place to walk my dogs because someone had posted on our dog Facebook page looking for friends for their Dogue de Bordeaux. I volunteered to drive over and meet them this morning. They chose a park near to them and gave vague indications where they would be. I walked around for quite a while, fortunately having a lovely time and meeting some very pleasant dog walkers, before
It is my fault – who else’s could it be ? Today I went overdrawn. A problem always, but particularly when you don’t have an overdraft facility. So off to the bank I popped to ask nicely if one of the three members of staff (or so it seemed) could help a fella out. To be fair to them, they sorted me out within half an hour and I’m covered until I can sort my shit out at the beginning of next week. This situation was created in several stages. One was long ago when I transferred to Santander and
The dog ate his foot the other day. No, you know, in the way that dogs nibble on their feet. I got some pictures and made a nice image. I’ll share it here. Since then, he has cut one of his paws slightly. It only bled a little but the wound is reasonably wide so I’m trying to keep him quiet for it to heal. The trouble is that he is not yet two years old and he doesn’t really want to do quiet. So it is the usual battle between what’s speediest to recovery and what is nicest to the
Today I had a lovely slow start to the day. I’m not apologising for that because it is Sunday, and we do our big dog thing in the afternoon, so today is a great day to have a lie-in. But when I finally decided it was time to get going, showered, and sat at my desk to be productive, the first thing I did was make a box for some pills. The pills, unsurprisingly, were given to me in a box by the pharmacist, but it was a white, loose box and would have disappeared into my medicine box where
I woke today with a sense of “being better”, further suggesting I have been off-colour of late. Was it as a result of poor diet (very likely) or could it have been a sneaky Covid infection without the classic symptoms ? We shall never know. I’m not great, but then that’s pretty much normal for me. I did have some energy though this morning. So I felt I had to use it properly. I got the dogs out to the park where we met several of our dog friends : Tia, the dog-walker pack, Daisy and Holly, Frøya the huskie,
I am pausing. I have been trying to clear some space down in my bathroom and kitchen (the two rooms on the ground floor – weird, huh ?) because I have ordered a load of dry dog food to arrive while it is on Black Friday pricing. This has involved me moving myself and objects. The excess weight of one makes the other all the more challenging. It isn’t a job that is fun to do although any clear space achieved will give me a small uplift, I’m sure. However I’m finding lots of reasons to huff. Shit I bought
When I fill in forms for the doctor, I don’t often score that badly. For example, I never fall asleep in the middle of doing things, so one of the standard sleep score tests doesn’t think I have too bad of a problem. Of course one way I keep that score down is by rarely doing anything. Neat trick – can’t fall asleep when reading if you never pick up a book. Today I went for my usual Saturday meet-up. I felt a bit sluggish and my sympathy towards terribly driving around me was even lower than normal, but the walk