Moles and Trolls, Moles and Trolls, work, work, work, work, work…
The subject line has been our short cut for saying that the day was one where you just seem to work and never really get anything done that shows. It’s a line from Real Genius, a film that’s funny in a geeky way before so many studios began to make movies for the geek crowd and really trying too hard.
Anyway, it’s been a madhouse here. We’re still trying to get the gardening area cleared. I’m trying to make a dent in the piles in my office (dining room but honest no one could eat in here anymore). It seems like the books just pile up as we run up to the issues going live. Then I have to pull the older books in order to get shelf space for the new ones as I wait for the reviewers to send in requests.
Meanwhile, the potted plant we got for the deck is just beautiful. Maybe tomorrow I’ll manage to remember to get a photo before it’s too dark. It’s been beautiful the last few days — in the 90’s. In our part of the world there’s also a bit of a breeze so going outside to rake and clear isn’t too bad. I’ve been only doing about a 1/2 hour per day so that I don’t have a full-blown fibro flare. So far, it’s working.
Today though I had to wash the kitchen floor. Of course that was after sweeping the entire living room, dining room, kitchen, hall and bathroom. I hate brooms and mops. I’d really like to find a way to do these activities without having to spend an hour or two with ice packs on and off afterwards.
Had a bit more energy today until I did the floors. Then I felt like a wrung out dishrag — limp and flat. Couldn’t seem to get my head in gear the rest of the day so read some and cleared off old email and things that just don’t take rocket science to do.
Well tomorrow is another day and I’m hoping to be more “awake” and caffeinated then. Hope springing eternal and all that.