#homealonedayseven

Well, that was another weird one!

Some useful bits - finding a lovel wool jumper and getting a bit if money off, because it has a little hole,
getting some more free wood...

On the other hand, Kitty messed up my plans for a long walk to visit Plas Cwm, by rolling in badger-poo
and now has a bad foot, or at least thinks she has - which is just as bad :-(

But ...I have just binge-watched the end of Transparent
and then turned on Fb to discover series 4 is up and running, yay!

Life goes on, get it while you can!

#homealonedaysix

A very late night meant we had a slow start to the day and it was a bit wet too.

Spent the morning cooking(!) up a chilli-sin-carne...yum, smoked paprika, why did no-one tell me!?
While that was simmering, I emptied the attic-stairs bookcase into boxes, moved the boxes, moved the bookshelf, stacked the boxes back...the pitfalls of small rooms!

Kitty and I took the rattly bus to Ynyslas this afternoon for an hour on the beach; she was very good, though it is quite noidy and stressful. The rain during the trip over cleared suddenly and it was lovely for our low-tide walk. A magical place, truly.

Lots of tea and toast in the sunshiny attic when we returned and a good stretch, to recover from the jolting of the busride :-)

#homealonedayfive

How was your day?
Mine started way too early with the early-morning rambling-brain, listening to the Shipping Forecast. Solidarity with insomniacs everywhere!
Dealt with by a quick chat with Dru, who was just getting up!! And a hot drink and some toast.

Then slept late of course, though it didn't matter as today was a Quiet Day...

Woodland walk with the dogs and we got in just as the mild day with intermittent sun was turning into Mild Day with Some Rain.
The postman had left a letter from the dentist ssying 'you haven't been to see us for two years' and I thought, as I always do, 'if it ain't broke, don't fix it...'
And then bit on something hard. And broke a filling. And the remains of a tooth...

Did a little desultery ceramics this afternoon, then visited the dentist on my way to a meeting. My nhs status still stands as I was 'responding to the letter'
Hahaha, not.

Mulled cider and toast tonight and heading for the attic for a stretch...

#homealonedayfour

THE most beautiful day today...clear and warm after a cold start. I JUST managed to get the second coat of gloss on our windowsill before Ann picked me up for yoga with Maia.
That was lovely...stretchy and good for focus and SO much friendlier than of old - can't believe it's taken four years!
This afternoon was dogwalking and Kitty found herself a nice patch of badger-poo, so she was happy till we got home and she was marched straight up to the shower!
Got the grass cut too...so feel justified in (another) tv evening :-)

#homealonedaythree

A mixed old day today, but I think I'm still on a winning streak...

The buttons and beads I'd left cooling last night were a bit meh colourwise, so I spent lunchtime refiring them in their own chimenea-firing...while sitting in the sun, drinking coffee and waxing the other stuff. Dunked the colander-full into cold water (now THAT was fizzy!)
Still got a few things to wax tonight.

Oh, and I've gloss-painted three windowsills...

And just cooked up some 'gloop' (is that from The Accidental Tourist?), with veg and chickpeas and some Engevita, to keep starvation st bay.

And kept the dogs company.

#homealonedaytwo

Today started in a confused manner...see day one... and continued with a lovely walk with at least one confused dog - Kitty of course treated the whole affair of the beeps with disdain...

We had a dustbin-firing in the garden, complete with  a random reading of John Ashbery's  "How to Continue"...which seemed oddly appropriate, though I hold my hands up to cider in the afternoon over a magic-potion-filled fire after little sleep or food :-)
I am continually amazed at how the universe conspires...

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/52163/how-to-continue

#homealonedayone

All this followed a day decorating...painting various walls, and the mulled cider -
Up at 2am with bleep bleeping. Came downstairs. Couldn't find it. Couldn't find Eve. Back up for dressing gown and slippers. Found Eve in our bedroom. Back down with Kitty for drink and toast. Back up. Couldn't find earplugs. Rummaged through suitcases for spares. Back to bed in dressinggown.
Bleep still bleeping in kitchen, though everything, including cooker clock is off. Evie is having a breakdown outside. Could it be the florescent tube? ������

No it was the C.O alarm, which I'd forgotten was on the top of the kitchen cupboard, out of sight...
#homealonedayone!