Sunday, 27 November 2016

A Mixed Week.

The past seven days have involved a series of Ups and Downs.

UP: on Monday morning, I got to laze in bed until 7-AM before taking a leisurely stroll wi' t'dog.

DOWN: my first one-to-one on at the library didn't go all that brilliantly, due to the person in question needing help figuring out how to do certain things on her new Tablet, which I have no experience of using whatsoever.
    - Thankfully both the client (hark at me. I have 'clients'. Whoo!) and myself kept good humour throughout what turned out to be an hour fraught with problems - some due to inexperience, some due to the Library's computerized system playing up, and some due to The Tablet itself; which was afflicted with a reaction time so slow that the Tablet fell asleep half way through whatever it was doing and then get confused, and a malfunctioning Google Keyboard - and the client happily booked herself in for another session the following week so that we could have another go once I had spent a bit of time researching tricks of the Tablet trade.

UP: straight after client 1 had hobbled off, I had another appointment booked, and that went swimmingly

DOWN: after the successful appointment with Client 2, I fell up the stairs, bruised my hip, and strained my foot.

UP: while resting my foot under a bag of frozen peas the next day, I was able to relax guilt free (released from the usual inner screeches of: DO SOMETHING that I normally endure), re-watching some of my favourite episodes of N.C.I.S and C.S.I and getting a bit of writing done, along with chatting with a nice girl called Lara87.
     - The latter didn't come to anything, in the finish, but it was nice all the same. Anybody that has both the ability and the will to type in complete sentences is worth giving the benefit of the doubt in my book,

UP: during my volunteer stint on Wednesday, I put my Digital Champion skills to good use, helping folk with a range of issues; from navigating their way through the purchase of airline tickets, to scanning, printing and then photocopying a driving licence.
     - I know it's vain, but that awed/impressed look that people give me when I do something with an electronic device that I find easy but they don't? Yeah, I like that.

DOWN: as I left the library, I received a phone call and found out that Cousin 1 was unable to travel down to Kidderminster due to a problem with her car. It couldn't be helped, and we rescheduled our meeting for another day (actually a better day, for both of us), but it was still a bit 'Meh', y'know?

DOWN: by the end of said Wednesday, the slightly runny nose that I'd had for the past few weeks had decided to develop into a full blown cold. Sore throat, clogged sinuses, aching joints, grogginess, asthmatic cough; the works.
     - Considering that I was already limping quite badly, I found this a trifle unfair.

UP: on both Thursday and Friday, I got to have yet more guilt-free lazy days in order to try and 'get me right' ready for the choral concert on Saturday.
     - I got to cuddle the dog a heck of a lot, too. There were no more girls to chat to though, apart from the usual 'hey u hot like gr8 sex' crowd.

DOWN: my cold and poorly foot - although much improved - made my contribution to Kidderminster Choral Society's Splendours Of Baroque concert far less perfect than I would have liked.

UP: I still sang in the concert anyway (mostly), gave it my best - albeit ill - shot, and despite feeling incredibly wobbly, didn't fall off the stage or otherwise do anything to embarrass myself or anyone else.

UP: another Librarian post has cropped up. I finished the application today.
     - fingers crossed.

DOWN: today is the last day of my holiday. Tomorrow I am due back at work.
     - =SIGH=

UP: I have things to look forward to over the next few days, and will continue to have positive things to work towards for far longer than that,

And, that's it.
     ...Well, I think it's best to end on an UP, don't you?

B.C.B.F.L.B x

PS: as requested, Best Friend 0.5 (1), here is a picture:

Enjoy.

Sunday, 20 November 2016

Lazy, Lazy Sunday.

I am being lazy today.
    Walking the dog, and typing up already existing snatches of The Story that I've had scattered across the house on various bits of paper in various notepads - and have been meaning to get around to sorting out - were the the only goals of the day, and I've accomplished both of them already.

Now, all that is on the agenda is relaxing.
     That, and catching up on episodes of Law & Order and N.C.I.S.
     Yep.
     Corpses, cops, and lawyers: you can't get more relaxing than that.
     =nods. yawns. stretches=

Anyhoo.
     Hi.
     =waves=

I haven't posted for a while, because my emotions have been all over the place, to the point that simply making myself get up in the morning to face another day has been hard.
     So, it's been as much as I can do to keep plodding along in the real world, let alone thinking of things to say within the cozy confines of my little online one.

But over the past few days, I have started to feel better.
     I wouldn't say I'm completely back to normal, not yet, but I've sufficiently improved enough to feel as close as being back to normal as is probably possible for the moment. Close enough to take real pleasure in things again; to laugh, and to smile, and to notice the positives in the world around me...
     Just better in general, really.

I have the next week off from work - my paid work, that is, my new, mini unpaid gig at The Library will continue unabated. My first booked one-on-one appointment is booked for tomorrow at 2PM - and have various bits and bobs to be getting along with; the main ones being helping The Brother to decorate his flat, practicing ready for the choral concert next Saturday, and getting more of The Story out of my head and onto paper (or, in this case, onto computer).

And, of course, spanning further into the future, I have other goals that I am working towards, too,
     Attending college and continuing to look for a better job are at the forefront, along with finishing one or more of the books I have been working on, and of course there's the next touring holiday to start saving for - that'll take about a year and a half. I was thinking Tuscany this time, or perhaps Croatia; they grabbed me as fascinating/fun - and once the 8 weeks probationary peroid is up I'll be hoping to extend and expand my duties at The Library, and then there are a few smaller things I have been (and intend to carry on) concentrating on as well.
     Plans are in motion, anyway.

This afternoon, though, as I said; there is only one thing I plan to do.
     And that is to sprawl out, kick off my slippers, and laze the day away.

Because I can.
     Yep.
     =nods=

...Happy Sunday, y'all...


B.C.B.F.L.B x

Sunday, 6 November 2016

Nightmares Ahoy!

Boy, did I have nasty dreams last night.

I can only remember the one; the others - thankfully - faded away the way that dreams sometimes do the moment I awoke, leaving behind that uneasy, unhappy 'bad dream' feeling that we all know so well.

The one that I remember involved a little bee, or some other such buzzy flying insect, ending up in my ear, where it buzzed and buzzed in a terrifying and unpleasant kind of way while I, as The Brother (who happened to be there) put it - and forgive my language - "freaked the fuck out".
     It fell to The Dream Version of The Brother to rescue me, which to give him his dues, he duly did, annoyed by my histrionics or not.
     It took a long time and was a painstaking and brow sweating process - not helped by my continuing to "freak the fuck out", which entailed a lot of screaming and crying - but eventually, he managed it, pulling a mangled looking bee from my ear and holding it aloft in the manner of a conquering hero. Which, of course, he was.

- Speaking of which; Dream Version of The Brother, if you happen to be reading this, thank you very, very much. I am eternally grateful, forever in your debt, etc. etc.
     =bows=

Anyhow, that was my dream.
     Awful, wasn't it?

Even thinking about it now, hours later, gives me the shivers, so I shall stop, and instead shall stroke the dog.

That's much nicer.
     Yep.
     =nods=

B.C.B.F.L.B x