Another chatty Saturday
While I do have more minutes than I used to on my phone, I'm going to be changing next month and 'regressing' back to fewer, so I'm getting back into the habit of doing most calls on the weekend, which are free. That's my plan for today, having already spoken to one friend and plans to speak with another two before the day is out. I'm also scheduled to have a physical at the plasma center; since I went off of my meds earlier this year, my psychiatrist had to say I was okay to donate again and apparently I get to have the physical again as well. That's fine; I'm just ready to start having some spending money once more.
The week just got away from me: I attended one documentary film showing with my parents, attended two free Baroque concerts, had my first week with the literacy conversation class, did a lot of knitting, and went to a pure Pilates class yesterday for the first time in... a long time. I am hurting today, both my abs/core muscles and my shoulders/arms (we used a 4 pound medicine ball as part of the class). This feeling has been exacerbated by mowing the lawn this morning with our non-self-propelling mower, and then taking Taffy out for a long walk. The walk was mostly fine until we came across a dog that wasn't restrained in any way. They got along, but I was physically holding on to Taffy's harness, holding her, pulling her away as she jumped and pulled against me to get to the dog. Way too much physical activity involved in me at 120 pounds trying to get the 65 pound wiry dog to go where I want her to go. So I took some ibuprofin once we got home.
This afternoon I'm going to type in my first fic I've written in months and even have somebody signed up to beta it. Yay! And I wish that ink were free so I could print out my monk story from last year to re-read it all, see where I was, and decide where I want to go with it. Toward an ending would be nice. :P I wish that by watching Game of Thrones I would be inspired to my own high fantasy, but instead, I'm just enjoying watching it. I've put in a request for it as an audiobook via interlibrary loan so I can get the full effect of this huge story. Being a Tolkien buff, I'm hoping this series won't be too daunting in terms of geography, peoples and names.
The second sleeve on the cardigan is really coming along; may be done by next week. I have yet to start on the sugar-glider, but soon I won't have any other knitting projects, which is a very strange place to be. Yet another reason to have spending money! Although now that I think about it, I have another project that I last worked on during the England choir tour last summer, and I really should finish it
Tomorrow morning I'll get to sing a lovely piece by Hildegard of Bingen with a soprano whose voice I simply adore. We really do sound like one voice as we sing the one line together, and I hope that it goes off as well as it sounds when we've been rehearsing. We'll both be more nervous than when we rehearse, but it is summer and there simply aren't that many people in the congregation. Still, it could be quite magical.
The week just got away from me: I attended one documentary film showing with my parents, attended two free Baroque concerts, had my first week with the literacy conversation class, did a lot of knitting, and went to a pure Pilates class yesterday for the first time in... a long time. I am hurting today, both my abs/core muscles and my shoulders/arms (we used a 4 pound medicine ball as part of the class). This feeling has been exacerbated by mowing the lawn this morning with our non-self-propelling mower, and then taking Taffy out for a long walk. The walk was mostly fine until we came across a dog that wasn't restrained in any way. They got along, but I was physically holding on to Taffy's harness, holding her, pulling her away as she jumped and pulled against me to get to the dog. Way too much physical activity involved in me at 120 pounds trying to get the 65 pound wiry dog to go where I want her to go. So I took some ibuprofin once we got home.
This afternoon I'm going to type in my first fic I've written in months and even have somebody signed up to beta it. Yay! And I wish that ink were free so I could print out my monk story from last year to re-read it all, see where I was, and decide where I want to go with it. Toward an ending would be nice. :P I wish that by watching Game of Thrones I would be inspired to my own high fantasy, but instead, I'm just enjoying watching it. I've put in a request for it as an audiobook via interlibrary loan so I can get the full effect of this huge story. Being a Tolkien buff, I'm hoping this series won't be too daunting in terms of geography, peoples and names.
The second sleeve on the cardigan is really coming along; may be done by next week. I have yet to start on the sugar-glider, but soon I won't have any other knitting projects, which is a very strange place to be. Yet another reason to have spending money! Although now that I think about it, I have another project that I last worked on during the England choir tour last summer, and I really should finish it
Tomorrow morning I'll get to sing a lovely piece by Hildegard of Bingen with a soprano whose voice I simply adore. We really do sound like one voice as we sing the one line together, and I hope that it goes off as well as it sounds when we've been rehearsing. We'll both be more nervous than when we rehearse, but it is summer and there simply aren't that many people in the congregation. Still, it could be quite magical.