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The 9th of March.

This morning was infuriating, but this afternoon was rather serendipitous and enjoyable.

I was annoyed because I was waiting for a delivery of part of Mommy’s Mother’s Day present from DHL, but they don’t give you a delivery window, just say “before end of day”. This meant we couldn’t go out for me to have a look at Wyndley gym and then to get Easter eggs until they had come. I hoped it might come this morning, so we could go good afternoon, but no.

After lunch, I went upstairs to apply some face, and the doorbell rang, but it was just the postman. So I changed my delivery to a pickup point, and now I’m have to get it from a mini supermarket up the road, probably on Monday. Stupid DHL.

Then Mommy took me Wyndley so I could talk to someone about membership. I met with a young woman called Kirsty, who showed me round the facilities. Downstairs is all free weights, then upstairs is resistance machines and cardio. I climbed the stairs and they weren’t too bad, I just had to get my breath back. We were chatting and she complimented me on my hair, which brought up the leukaemia and it turned out she had ALL six years ago so then we couldn’t stop talking about all the things we had in common. I’ve got a free trial until the end of the month, an appointment with a trainer to set up a plan, and a new pal!

The 24th of February.

I am so close to being finished. Or at least, finishing a stage. All I have done today is sit in front of that damn machine. I did at least get four sausage dog legs made and watch over half of Mindhunter at the same time.

All the photos are backed up and deleted from the phone and photos app. There are some left on the iPad that I cannot access no matter what I do and I think I am going to have to restore it to factory settings to get rid of them. Then there is the iCloud website. There are still 12,000 photos on there and to delete them, you have to click on each one individually. I am downloading a program to hopefully help me do it in a less time-consuming manner.

I still have to look at exactly what I want to put back on to my phone, but that is a task for another day. Tonight, I have to check what is important on the iPad, then restore it. I hate everything.

The 25th of February.

Ohh I am very annoyed. I seem to have lost the really great birthday card I got for Mommy. I was wrapping her presents this afternoon, was looking where I thought the card was but couldn’t find it anywhere. So that’s frustrating,

This morning I was back on the computer. Deleting stuff from iCloud and hunting for duplicates. I think I should probably just do one thing at a time because my duplicate program kept crashing which is not ideal. I am at least making progress with the iCloud website photos – got rid of over 1000. Only about 11,000 more to go.

We went out for Mommy’s birthday meal a day early, so picked up Grandma and went to Water’s at Resorts World for Sunday lunch. I decided not to have a starter because I wanted space for a pudding, but it ended up being a bit disappointing. My main course, chicken breast with crispy skin and sage and onion stuffing (so moist!) was beautiful, but my chocolate and orange mousse was nothing special. I should have gone for the sticky toffee pudding instead.

 

The 20th of February.

Today has been very boring, but productive.

I woke up earlier than planned, which was frustrating but that at least meant I could get back to work on the computer early. Yeah, back on that.

I decided today I would back up the newer photos, the ones I’ll want to have on my phone, so if I decide to wipe it, they’re ready to put back on.

To pass the time while things got sorted and copied, I worked on the poodle. Now her arms and legs look all floofy (or as much as they can, when made of wool). I finished Altered Carbon, and then returned to The Blacklist. Did one of my minor workouts.

Also had some phone calls/emails about hospital stuff. I chased up my Andrew appointment, and he’s away for half term but I am assured it should be soon. Sorted out my next dental hospital appointment because that hadn’t come through. Going to clinic tomorrow to get some antibiotics because I am coughing up yellow phlegm of a morning and I’d rather it didn’t get worse. And finally, spoke to Dr. Blaney’s secretary, who has apparently sent a letter to the GP about steroid injections, but it only went today so we’ll see what actually happens.

The 21st of February.

Cripes. It’s been a long day, and it’ll be a long evening.

I woke up super early so we could go out at 9 to get clinic done. It was incredibly quiet, but I still got a good chunk of my book read. I saw Sridhar, and we decided that I only really go there for drugs, so let’s make it an annual visit and get the GP to dispense drugs. I didn’t get any antibiotics for my cough, but I gave them some phlegm to test so we’ll see what that says.

Waited for ages for pharmacy, then we went to Piccadilly to get my glasses adjusted as the right leg was rubbing on my ear bone and being painful. Also got a mint chocolate cronut from Medicine because it smelled too good to pass up.

Since getting back, I have been sat at the computer. I spoke to Apple on the phone, and they remotely accessed my iMac, but couldn’t understand why it’s done what it’s done. So I’ve linked everything back up to the iCloud, and am going to spend my evening manually deleting everything. Such fun!

 

The 18th of February.

I think I might have to stop wearing jeans for a while – the way they fit or do not fit is messing with my mind and making it veer off onto anorexic-esque paths that I worked so hard to learn to ignore. Some pairs fit my legs but are too large at my waist, some fit my legs but are too small for my waist, some are tight at the calf but not the thigh, and most claim to be the same size. I don’t think I will ever have a completely easy relationship with my body and food.

This morning, I wrote up a blog post, then made the head of the poodle. I started it last night, but wasn’t paying enough attention so I fucked it up.

After lunch, Mommy and I went round to the house of my friend Kathryn’s parents, so I could drop off the crocheted Christmas chaps I made for her and they can take them to Iceland, where she lives.

I made the poodle’s ears, then spent the rest of my afternoon watching Altered Carbon with Mac. He was being a monkey and kept going behind the television, but eventually he got tired and fell asleep on my lap. Nice and warm. Too bad there wasn’t another kitten at my feet – my toes are freezing.

The 19th of February.

The photos I deleted are back. How?! I went on to Photos this morning to move some more around, and I found the total was back at 30,000. I am so confused. I think wiping them all and starting again will be the way to go.

Apart from that, this morning I made the tail and arms of the poodle and stuffed her feet.

After lunch, I watched some more of The Blacklist, and started putting the poodle together. However, none of it looked right, so I pulled her apart, and then Becky came round for a catch up. Haven’t seen her for several weeks, so she was here a while. I introduced her to Mac and we had tea, and I heard about recent school antics and familial drama. I told her how last Monday had gone, which she was glad to hear of – she couldn’t come with school being so busy. If only half term here had been a week earlier!

I’ve managed to now get the head, ears and legs on the poodle. Got to do the arms and tail, then curly coat.

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The 14th of February.

Oh boy, what a sleep. The hotel was comfortable enough, but the pillows were dreadful (squishy as fuck), so my first night of no stress in my own bed was beautiful.

I was at the chiro this morning which was also lovely/painful after my two days in the wheelchair. My neck and shoulder were awful, so much hard squeezing and crunching. We had to pop into Sutton so I could put some money from Monday night into the Anthony Nolan account, then get some food and litter from Lee’s because Shaki was bringing us a new kitten!

His name is Mac, he’s black and white, and eleven weeks old. He was very chatty when he arrived, but has soon settled down. He’s very friendly and purry. Not going to be a problem at all, just have to wait for somebody looking for a solo kitten.

I finally got round to writing about Monday. Took a while, but I had to do it before the memory fades. Mommy got an email from Mark saying how he felt quite emotional, and what I said reminded him that what he does is worth doing. Of course it is. He is the hero of my life.

The 15th of February.

Today has been so tedious and infuriating, I am almost disinclined to tell you about it because you will not thank me.

This morning, I wrote about yesterday. Very meta – writing about writing about writing. Then I made it my purpose of the day to finally delete these sodding photos from my phone. I don’t understand why it is so difficult; something is definitely not working as it should.

To pass the time this afternoon, I have read a decent chunk of Gnomon – only about 200 pages left. I also started watching Altered Carbon. To begin with, I was very confused. I think I’ll have to watch the next one at least before I really get it.

At one point, I found myself looking out of the window and getting rather deep into my mind, thinking about being a human, such a tiny speck in an enormous universe, then I had to snap out of it because that’s not something that needs delving into on a Thursday afternoon.

The 11th of September. 

Going to apologise here for what is probably going to be a very boring entry. 

I slept badly again. Not to begin with – Sadie’s put me onto this podcast called Myths and Legends which is really good to fall asleep to, so no problems there. No, I was just kind of awake from about seven for no particular reason. Bah.

This morning I blogged while watching Sunday Brunch, and all afternoon I’ve been sat in front of my computer, watching Jessica Jones (finished season 1) and backing up my phone. Well, that’s not technically accurate: first I tried splitting a huge photo album into three sharing folders, but after an hour and a half, it failed. Then I imported all the photos from my phone that weren’t in the computer already, and now it’s copying the last backup of my phone so I can delete it and make a new backup. It said it would take several hours, so I’ve left it and will check back later tonight. I am somewhat concerned that it’s going to have taken a toll on my back but I did everything I could to support it so hopefully I won’t suffer too much. Maybe I’ll lie on the floor a lot this evening. God I hope my appointment on Thursday isn’t a disappointment. 

The 12th of September. 

Going to be another unexciting one I’m afraid. But tomorrow is going to be lots of fun so bear with me until then. 

More photo admin. Really trying to streamline what I have because there are so many unnecessary/duplicate photos and they take up too much space! As exciting as getting a new phone is, the sorting out of stuff beforehand is so very dull. I will probably at some point sit and go through them, deleting all the crap. What a fun day that will be. 

Also been prepping some stuff for tomorrow – printed out the assistance emails and what I’m going to say, and I tried on what I was planning on wearing to see how it looked. Very glad I did as it did not work, so then I tried on lots of other things until I’d made a decision and was very out of breath. Sorted out where and when I’m meeting Suzi and Lauren respectively and I will be meeting up with Amy too, so I am super excited to see all my babes! I’ve brought my other handbag downstairs and have transferred all the important things into it, so the only things I have left to do will happen in the morning.

The 21st of March. 

Sleepy again but in a different way to yesterday. I went back to the gym so my body is pooped. 

It took what seemed like my entire morning to write up my blog post today. It was slightly longer than usual but not ridiculously so, but I did also get a little bit distracted when I went to see Monica because she was doing sad mews at the door. I need to take some photos of her for the Cats Protection website – all the ones of her I have are against the carpet and I’ve been told that’s not a good background. 

After lunch, I made my return to the gym. Jess was surprised to see me come up the stairs – I didn’t feel spectacular at the top but it was better than waiting for the lift in the cold. I did all the things fairly well and everything was dandy until the chest press, when who should walk past but No Pants Man? In the exact same trousers as last time and I just can’t be having that. If it were normal, I’d be able to see the penis of every man in the gym and that is not the case. I pointed him out to Jess and she said she’d see if one of the guys could have a word. Pants next time please. 

Tonight I’m on my own because Daddy has a work do so both parents are out at that. Microwave paella for me!

The 22nd of March. 

You know, you wake up in the morning and turn on the tv, expecting to see Lorraine gabbing away with some chap about pretty dresses, but the news is still on because some horrible bastards have blown themselves up and taken innocent people with them. There’s nothing I can say about it that would have any meaning. Social media has been inspiring and disappointing. People trying to use the tragedy for their own agenda. I’m just sad. 

I managed to get some photos of Monica on the blanket so I’ve sent those off to Lisa who does the Cats Protection website and database, and I’ll need to send her an update on Thursday because Shaki snd I are taking Monica for her second set of vaccinations, so we can consult the vet as to whether she still needs to be an indoor cat. 

Jamie came round to get a key for his house because he didn’t have one for the new lock, and he wanted to meet Monica so we went and had a chat in her room. While we were in there, Sadie, one of our neighbours, rang the doorbell and let us know that Joan who used to live next door died last night. In a way it’s better – her dementia had become quite severe and she wasn’t the Joan we knew anymore. More sad. 

Lastly, I’m in huge amounts of pain. All my muscles hurt post-gym and I’m hobbling like an old woman. I hope it’s better tomorrow; I’ve got to walk up the church in front of loads of people! I’d like to not look ridiculous.