The 21st of March. I do not think my day could have been more mundane. I got up at nine and came downstairs to find Mommy trying to register the washing machine online, but it was all proving rather more stressful that imagined, then Grandma rang and was stressed, and when they hung up, Mommy cried FUCKING HELL and burst into tears and it was so horrible. I jumped onto her lap (not literally, but I sat on her knee) and just held her and gave her tissues. She doesn't ask for help and I can't stand that she lets these things build up. She is too special to be sad.
When everything was better, I thought it might be fun (read: necessary) to organise all the music I have across all platforms. So I've spent my day with my good friends, the Duplicate Detective and Captain iTunes. What a joy.
To break up the day, we had a visit from a district nurse to flush my line, and I had a chat on the phone with a chap called Danny who may become my new personal trainer if our meeting on Monday goes well!
Tomorrow is photos. Sigh!
The 22nd of March.
Ugh, another day of staring at a screen. But now iPhoto is basically sorted which is rather pleasing. Now I think just have to organise my backup drives and I'll be done. I think. I hope.
I did read the weekend paper too, but really that has been the extent of my activity today.
