The 17th of August.
I am really not into this weather. It is unacceptably cold for August.
This morning, I wrote up two blog posts, covering my crocheted dress, trip to Wales and anniversary yesterday. I’ve received so much positive feedback about the piece I posted, I’ve been really quite overwhelmed. I’m not going to start churning stuff out immediately, but if the words strike me then I might do some more.
After lunch, I braved the chilly wind to go to the gym. It was really quiet today, barely any youths or children so I was pleased. I got to listen to the new Death Cab album in its entirety and I love it. Thank you Ben Gibbard for continuing to be excellent.
The 18th of August.
This is going to be pretty short and pretty boring. I must have slept badly because I fell back to sleep after my alarm went off, and I’ve been tired all day.
Another thing that’s been going on all day is that my left eye has been acutely painful. It’s bloodshot, despite me liberally pouring Thealoz in like there’s no tomorrow. All I’ve been able to do is sit in relative darkness, listen to episodes of House and occasionally do some crochet. I’ve put some prednisolone drops in and I’m trying to believe they’ve helped so it won’t hurt all evening too.
That’s all. I really hope tomorrow it is fixed.