The thing with going away for 3 weeks is that when you come back:
There is doing various things that you committed to doing (emailing info to people etc) while you were away or thanking people for stuff they did during your travels..
Doing those things you deferred because you were going away (hai, eye test & dental hygienist! editorial things)
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Because that's what jetlag really is? (it's a quote from something, I think.)
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Because, really, I do not have anything worth making a reading post about since last week, what with 4th Street and everything (also, a lot of times when normally I would have been reading, e.g. waiting for things or in transit, I was either plotting or trying to type up on the tablet the next episode of
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Partner was doing some decorating while I was away which didn't (as planned) actually get completed before my return, for reasons.
There are therefore piles of displaced STUFF here there and everywhere (but not in its usual place) and a general sense of disorientation.
Also, I knew I was going to have to examine a late-submitted Masters ( Read more... )

Okay, I got to Toronto Pearson in good time and managed to wrastle successfully with the self-check-in machine, except that it printed out the baggage tag from an unanticipated aperture, against which my case was leaning, and this crumpled it to the extent that at bag-drop she printed out another one.

And, oh, it looks so cool to have those free ( Read more... )

Finding a word for something is satisfying, but I'm not sure how far it gets me.

While I was away I had a small and trivial incident of a thing that I find generates a disproportionate emotional response of rage, resentment and humiliation.

This occurs if I go into a restaurant (bar, shop, etc) and they appear either not to notice me at all or have ( Read more... )

To get up rather earlier than usual in order to get into work somewhat ahead of my usual hour in order to do a Radio 3 recording (gentle readers, one is so glad to be up where one belongs after les horreurs of Channel 4 sexploitation).

Compared to other ordeals I have gone through in the interests of providing media content.

I think possibly the ( Read more... )

Good things:
Over 12 hours solid sleep on Tuesday night (wise decision to take the day off work).
Cold does seem to be significantly better as a result.

Less good things ( Read more... )

One would expect the cold to make one perhaps a little bit slower - the putting on of the several layers, the hunt for the warmer socks, the picking one's cautious way across the ice-fields of North London, etc - but there does seem to be an over and beyond lag factor going on with me at the moment.

A general sluggishness and languidness.

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Yesterday, in spite of feeling pretty dazed until I finally flaked out at 8 pm, I
- unpacked
- did 3 loads of washing and sorted out the dry-cleaning pile
- made bread
- did some urgent personal financial admin
- did some website updates

Today am at work, feeling several beats behind the moment, working veeeeery slooooowly through my email ( Read more... )