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Buffer-zone day
Friday, December 23rd, 2005 02:02 pmDelightful new boss granted me the day off (the office shuts down at lunchtime, and it's quite a journey: and besides, I presented him with My First (T)Wiki Thing) so there's no need to rush. Twenty-four hours, at least, before my marvellous Christmas guests arrive, so it does not really matter if things aren't done at once. Yay!
Presents all wrapped: cats sellotaped in their places: food in the fridges ... I've been experiencing that mild exasperation that comes from people being unable to see that there is an order, a scheme, imposed on things. I have a drinks fridge and a food fridge. Janet, my fabulous and hard-working cleaner, took delivery of my Tesco order on Tuesday. She does not distinguish between drinks fridge (full of drink) and food fridge (full of food): the categorisation is invisible to her.
I will move it all tomorrow.
Today, I get to write, to read, to have a long bath, to lounge around, to play computer games and possibly to put up a few more decorations. All ably assisted, of course, by two big black fluffy things, as soon as they realise that Janet and her Infernal Hoover have gone.
Meanwhile, I believe my iPod has finally died. It wouldn't play last night: heated up dramatically when I charged it: and is making a forlorn clicking noise, alternately displaying the Apple logo and an icon that probably indicates Beware of the File System. Any ideas? Any hard reset? Any comfort?
Have had enough Bach for one day. Time to put on the Christmas CDs. It's nearly a year since I listened to that Ramones track (and somewhere I have the fab Helen Love cover).
Presents all wrapped: cats sellotaped in their places: food in the fridges ... I've been experiencing that mild exasperation that comes from people being unable to see that there is an order, a scheme, imposed on things. I have a drinks fridge and a food fridge. Janet, my fabulous and hard-working cleaner, took delivery of my Tesco order on Tuesday. She does not distinguish between drinks fridge (full of drink) and food fridge (full of food): the categorisation is invisible to her.
I will move it all tomorrow.
Today, I get to write, to read, to have a long bath, to lounge around, to play computer games and possibly to put up a few more decorations. All ably assisted, of course, by two big black fluffy things, as soon as they realise that Janet and her Infernal Hoover have gone.
Meanwhile, I believe my iPod has finally died. It wouldn't play last night: heated up dramatically when I charged it: and is making a forlorn clicking noise, alternately displaying the Apple logo and an icon that probably indicates Beware of the File System. Any ideas? Any hard reset? Any comfort?
Have had enough Bach for one day. Time to put on the Christmas CDs. It's nearly a year since I listened to that Ramones track (and somewhere I have the fab Helen Love cover).
