The 8th & 9th; No writing done at all.

The 8th of February. Got to get used to these new frames. I've got so much more lens.

This morning, I wrote up a blog post, had a bit of trouble getting it up because my iPad wouldn't connect to the blog so I had to go on the laptop. I rang up Piccadilly to see if my glasses had arrived but they weren't in yet, so I watched the latest How to Get Away with Murder. Poor Asher! Then I just started to crochet when I got a text saying they were in, so we hopped in the car.

Jenny fitted them up, then we went to pick up the train tickets for Monday, but the whole system was broken. Sigh.

Home, lunch, out to Black Sheep for haircut. It was getting too long and needed trimming before Monday. Michaela hadn't got Lulu with her this time but I got to see a super tiny two week old baby that another customer had with her so I was very happy. Such small feets!

Tomorrow is speech writing. Gah.

The 9th of February.

Ugh well today has been incredibly boring, I am sorry to say.

Actually, this morning was quite exciting, because there were only 75 tickets left for Still Standing, then I got another email from Music Glue saying it had nearly sold out with only 54 seats to go! If we sell out, I think I will probably cry.

Apart from that, very dull. Shower, shaved legs (in case I end up wearing something that shows some ankle), lots of moisturising. That took about an hour, and caused rather a lot of back pain.

After lunch, I made the sudden discovery that iCloud had essentially put 30,000 photos on my phone and there isn't space for that. I went upstairs to sort it out, and pretty much lost my afternoon to it. Hours of photo library bollocks. I've left it updating to the new iMac software. This is not over.

No writing got done at all.