{"id":4454,"date":"2012-10-02T16:10:46","date_gmt":"2012-10-02T14:10:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.com\/?p=4454"},"modified":"2012-10-02T16:55:59","modified_gmt":"2012-10-02T14:55:59","slug":"one-of-those-days-when-i-should-maybe-have-stayed-in-bed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.net\/?p=4454","title":{"rendered":"One of those days when I should maybe have stayed in bed…."},"content":{"rendered":"

Today I’m having one of those days when I have no energy whatsoever and a zillion things that I need to do and those that I do get round to aren’t turning out the way they should at all!<\/p>\n

I really want to finish my bearpaws, but with 25 of 32 blocks done I swear I will go into total meltdown if I have to make another half square triangle….at least for a little while. I’m trying very hard not to think about the fact that even when the bearpaws are done I still have a very long border of very small half square triangles still to make……by the time I’m done I will have made 720 in total. That’s really too many for any half-way sane person to contemplate. So I have very tidily packed everything away in its storage box and it’s now looking at me woefully while I try very hard to ignore it. I think you can have too much of a good thing and right now it’s triangles.<\/p>\n

I decided instead to clean out my fridge, which I suspect may have something wrong with it as it had more ice inside than the inside of my freezer. I’ve never seen a fridge like it and I don’t think this is how it was meant to be. I only bought it last year and it’s one of those high fallutin’ fridges that don’t have proper switches, just a white plastic strip that you gently touch and it responds – a bit touch screen really. Except it doesn’t. Respond I mean. It took me about 10 minutes to get it switched off and then when I’d done the deed and cleaned and defrosted it all it resolutely refused to switch back on until I bashed it quite hard with the back end of the rolling pin. Now it won’t cool down. Every time I go to check if it’s starting to get cold it’s a degree or two warmer. So if I’m not here tomorrow you’ll know that it’s because I’ve got salmonella from the chicken we’re having for dinner (which is already a day over its use by date, but we won’t go into that….).<\/p>\n

I then realized that it’s already Tuesday and I have a piano lesson tomorrow and I haven’t tinkled on the ivories even for one nanosecond since last week. Ontop of which the daughter who was supposed to give me some music to practice is now in Budapest and doesn’t have a phone with her. Tomorrow could be really ugly. I may infact welcome the onset of the salmonella.<\/p>\n

Today was also the day that I would find the two identity cards that I have somehow made magically disappear over the last two weeks. I know I had them 2 weeks ago when I went with my son to open a new bank account…since then they have evaporated into thin air. I’ve turned the house upside down everyday for a week looking for them, but no, nada, nichts….not to be found. I have now rung the local authority to find out what I have to do in such a situation. It is not pretty. Not at all. I shall be jumping through hoops to sort this out. In the company of the Swiss police. First step. Locate a local police station….<\/p>\n

The sun is also shining and I should be madly scurrying round taking advantage of the weather to get my cutting back for the winter going before the weather really breaks, but I really just can’t be bothered.<\/p>\n

Time for a cup of tea and a little nap I think…..<\/p>\n

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Maybe this is the onset of old age….either that or my body has totally succumbed to lazyitis.<\/p>\n

Helen<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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