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Three Days Of Stuff
I think I've finally got my sleeping patterns back to normal, post-play. For once I'm not going to work already exhausted! Sleep is good.
Friday was Anzac Day, so I had the day off from work. I spent some time industriously cleaning my house (mopping floors and all!) and then spent the rest of the day watching Farscape. I'm almost finished - only six more episodes (and one movie) to go.
On Saturday I babysat Caleb while my sister and brother-in-law did renovations downstairs. Every few minutes he'd sit on his toy car, and anxiously say "peese?" and, once again, I would push him round the room making "brrm" noises. We also played hide-and-seek (with Caleb walking behind a chair and me asking "Now, where on earth has Caleb gone?" in a baffled voice), read some stories (in German, of all things), and played the piano.
It was a fun day.
Mum and I went shopping for my birthday present, which will be delivered tomorrow. She said I shouldn't really be allowed to use it until my birthday, but there's no way I'll be able to resist once it's in my house.
I also had enough time this weekend to cook dinner twice. Which might not sound like much, but I tend to cook in BULK, so cooking twice means I now have ten frozen meals on hand. Even if I ate nothing else, I could still last nearly a fortnight just on those.
After making nearly twenty pages of notes, I think I've finally come up with a good idea for my current fic challenge. Now I just need to start writing the thing.
In other news, my cat has started sitting next to me whenever I watch tv. Which is wonderful, but if I finish a dvd I'm so afraid of disturbing him that I just sit there letting the 'front page' play theme music at me, rather than putting in a different disk...
On Saturday I babysat Caleb while my sister and brother-in-law did renovations downstairs. Every few minutes he'd sit on his toy car, and anxiously say "peese?" and, once again, I would push him round the room making "brrm" noises. We also played hide-and-seek (with Caleb walking behind a chair and me asking "Now, where on earth has Caleb gone?" in a baffled voice), read some stories (in German, of all things), and played the piano.
It was a fun day.
Mum and I went shopping for my birthday present, which will be delivered tomorrow. She said I shouldn't really be allowed to use it until my birthday, but there's no way I'll be able to resist once it's in my house.
I also had enough time this weekend to cook dinner twice. Which might not sound like much, but I tend to cook in BULK, so cooking twice means I now have ten frozen meals on hand. Even if I ate nothing else, I could still last nearly a fortnight just on those.
After making nearly twenty pages of notes, I think I've finally come up with a good idea for my current fic challenge. Now I just need to start writing the thing.
In other news, my cat has started sitting next to me whenever I watch tv. Which is wonderful, but if I finish a dvd I'm so afraid of disturbing him that I just sit there letting the 'front page' play theme music at me, rather than putting in a different disk...
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Woo! German books! I'll have to browse through your collection at some point. :)
Hamish sounds so extremely cute.
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I have a reeeeal piano. Okay, so it isn't able to sound like a harpsichord (wah), but it does sounds like a real piano, and also has three pedals. Ans is getting tuned tomorrow, yay!
Poor thing has been untuned since the last few moves, so it's high time it got its wires checked. Or plucked. Or whatever it is a tuner does with it. For $110, I hope a lot.
I do envy the computer-plugging-in though. Muchly. I tried recording with my crappy little GE tape player (recording the bottom hand to 'chopsticks' so I could then play it back and duet with myself), but it's not quite the same...
Ah, I wish I had a spare room. A shed out the back isn't quite the same. Especially since I'm loathe to put much of anything in it due to the lovely fragrance of rising damp, or mouse, or whatever the manky damp smell is. It needs the carpet ripped out and burned, for starters...
Ja, German books rule. I even have some translated-into-German fiction which mum palmed off onto me once, so I can expand my mind by reading in German things I'd never touch in English...
Oh, Hamish is so very extremely cute. And then some. He's spent tonight being hyperactive and seeing how high up on the couch he can get, so sitting on the arm, the back, on Mark...
Life without pets must be sad. And without laughing.