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The 6th of July. 

I must have done something terrible in a past life. I am currently on my third attempt at backing up my phone after I dropped it on the bathroom floor and the screen cracked in innumerable places. It has landed there many times and finally my luck has run out. Smashed. 

Day started off okay. Hospital this morning for bloods before venoplasty. There was literally nobody in the waiting room which was very disturbing, like a horror film. Thankfully nobody had been murdered, it was just quiet. Trish gave me a stab in the elbow, then I asked about having the PICC dressing changed and the nurse who was around wasn’t signed off on that. She had to get Nicola to come and supervise, then they couldn’t find the butterfly dressing, then they found the last one in the treatment room. Thankfully we did get it done without the line coming out or being shoved too far in. Phew. 

To town! Mommy was having an eye test, and I needed to go to John Lewis because the jacket I bought last week is now on sale for £37 less than I paid, and as they are never knowingly undersold, I was after some money back. The lady on the till was fine with this, she just had to corroborate my story and was happy to put the cash back on my card. Hooray! Then I went to Piccadilly and waited for Mommy to finish her eye test. Had a chat with Jenny about frames but all the ones I looked at were wrong for me. Can’t change mine anyway, they are iconic. Mommy appeared, and Jenny got busy frame-finding. She’s so good, she knows exactly what they have and what will suit you. We settled on some soft rainbow Volte-Face ones, now the horrible wait for new specs! At least it is not me, I get so antsy. 

Got home, ate lunch, phone smashed. Since then, been at the iMac trying to back up the phone. This is my last go, then I’m going to throw myself off the roof if it doesn’t work. 

The 7th of July. 

My back is not going to thank me. I was up until past midnight trying to back up my phone to no avail, and the computer chair is not comfortable. I then spent most of my afternoon either in the wheelchair or the car, so all of that combined is probably going to mean pain tomorrow. 

When I got up, the last backup hadn’t worked, so I tried just syncing it, and I went downstairs to have breakfast and stuff, before going back to see what I could try next. However, when I returned, it had done a successful backup! I don’t really understand how, but frankly, I don’t care. 

I had my appointment at the Stormfront shop at 2.20, but when I got there, the chap said they couldn’t fix it in store; they’d have to send it off for 7-10 days. Um, no. My only option was to see if any slots had become available at other stores. Birmingham was a bust – next Friday. But Solihull had one at 3.40, so I took it and we got back in the car. 

Over at the Touchwood Centre, I checked in with one of the iPad people, then was waiting for my turn when I saw a face I recognised – it was Stuart Yeadon, who I have not seen for about ten years. I had no idea he was back in town, so when it was my turn, he came to take my phone and we had a wee catch-up. He said they could just get it done by the end of the day, so we had to go bimble until 5.45. This meant I spent money. I bought two crochet books and some pants and socks from John Lewis, a Krispy Kreme, and a jumper that was half price from French Connection. We also had a chat with Christine after her dentist appointment, and eventually it was time for us to go back. All had been fine, only the screen had been replaced, so none of the backup stress was necessary! Still, I am just happy to have it back. 

The 5th of December. 

I feel like it’s been a very busy day, but it hasn’t, it’s just that I’ve just got back. This morning I got a blog post done, then I had to go to Erdington to go to the Cats Protection Christmas fair. I needed to give Jen the paperwork from Neve’s adoption, but we did also wander around and bought some cake and jam. The majority of the time there was actually spent waiting for a lift which was ultimately broken. This meant I had to climb four flights of stairs which was not my favourite. Luckily for me, there was a chair waiting at the top which I gratefully collapsed into. 

When we got home, I had a chat with Daddy about the cinema, whether we should go and see Bridge of Spies or Carol. After much deliberation, we decided on Tom Hanks fighting for the American way. I was glad about this because I think Carol would have made me sad. Not that it takes much these days – love stories, babies, the state of the world, bigots, people who can work, people who can walk…it’s easy to upset me. I try not to think about these things. 

I really liked the film. Tom Hanks making excellent speeches, plus some really great comedic moments which I was not expecting. Nice to remind us that even in serious circumstances, one can always find something to smile about. 

The 6th of December. 

Routine. Breakfast, coffee, Sunday Brunch. Finally got round to reading yesterday’s paper. Re-did my nails and remembered how dreadful glitter is to remove. Becky came over for some respite from the stresses of her life. The house is coming along but the physical activity causes her pain, school is hard; I wish I could offer her more than an ear and a mug of tea. Nick decided that he’d hold onto my hair when he nearly fell off the chair, slightly painful. Stupid cat. 

Daddy’s box of computer parts arrived early, which he was thrilled about, so now he’s started building his new one. There was blurb about a thermal paste that needs to go between the fan and something else, not too much or it’ll squidge out, not too little or it won’t conduct. I don’t know.