Went to get my laundry last night and discovered that electrician had left his lamp hanging off a hook in the not-ceiling of the basement. Emailed his boss and said I'd leave door on latch for him to get in, to avoid having to limp downstairs answering doorbells when I've just woken up and can barely stand. 'It's a safe neighbourhood,' I said. Woke ( Read more... )

Everyone else's life is being so traumatic just now that I'm trying to be grateful that the only thing bothering me is that the plumber somehow got my metal shower hose twisted about in such away that the shower head won't stay facing out, as it has for the last fifteen years, but wants to turn its face to the wall, thereby rendering it useless as ( Read more... )

Dentist appointment today, in spite of flailing through snowdrifts to get to cabs, at least got me a good half hour of conversation with the hygienist about European travel and languages and whatnot. Also alas got me a referral to a very pricey specialist for a root canal on the troublesome back molar. 'The root's dead which means it's decaying and ( Read more... )

Buoyed by my shopping trip last week, today I rollatored the equal distance to the laundromat to wash my duvet cover. Then walked the two blocks down to the super, did a shop there, walked back up to put my duvet in the dryer, and home to put frozen stuff in the freezer. And that, as far as my knees and elbows were concerned, was it. But I still ( Read more... )

My clean life resolution lasted about two days. It's obvious I'm not going to survive this winter without gin, because the acupuncture, muscle relaxants, anti-inflams, stretching and heat packs aren't even touching the knee pain. Oh, and we're under strict lockdown again, ho hum, as announced by a presidential (sic) alert at 10 a.m. this morning. ( Read more... )

Walked to the laundromat with my rollator and it... didn't hurt as much as before? What pain there was, was elbows mostly. So maybe those flexor stretches are doing something? My plaint that doing strengthening exercises for eight or nine months has no results is countered only by the hip flexor exercise: where you lie at the edge of the bed and ( Read more... )

Dusting of snow, no more, but cold. Stayed in and people came to me: my CDs of The Marriage of Figaro a day early, my wine order, and my bro bringing me road salt. I'd hoped he might stay for a chat- he has a cell phone and calls to him are a frustrating garbly gabble; how he ever managed to do business on it I can't imagine- but my s-i-l needed ( Read more... )

I heard some of Loreena Mc Kennitt's work when I was in Japan and bought her whole backlist after I came home. Now all her earliest stuff says 'spring of 1996' to me. 1996 was a weird alternative dimension, precisely because I was just back after five years in Japan. So when I come across it again- as now, when my exercise music has started into ( Read more... )

Dear lord but almond milk is *vile*. When I was very young I had a doll made out of rubber. Almond milk tastes the way that doll smelled ( Read more... )

October returns for a day or two, and like Pratchett's trolls I can think again. Still have little memory of the past two days because the cool was muggy as well, and I came in from a mild bout of hedge-clipping this evening soaked to the skin. Actually I was mostly pulling ground ivy, or whatever the creeping plant is that covers my front yard, ( Read more... )