… or on my lap, or perched on my shoulder. ❤
So after two whole housebound days I’m kind of going crazy. The good news is that The Leg is actually feeling a bit better. Not so good news… I came down with sudden nasty cold complete with killer sore throat and ALL the mucous. Seriously, where does this stuff come from? Anyhow, am going to give myself one more day at home, though I might go out and do a bit of shopping tomorrow.
It’s helped that these past couple of days have been cold and rainy, so not as difficult to stay in and curl up with the cats. In fact, have spent quite a lot of time Netflixing with Morcilla. I’ve also got a lot done on a couple of work projects I have going, so that’s good. And it was lucky that Peter was able to take my tours out. But it’ll be nice to get back out in the world again. Let’s hope by Saturday I’m able to walk again!
Ever since I upgraded to the Boquerón I have been planning on wiping the drive on Sterling so that my friend Tomoko could buy it. To be honest, I kept putting it off because I’d never done this before and it seemed more than somewhat daunting. But when Tomoko said she would be in Sevilla for a couple of days and wanted to take Sterling home I was forced into action. And well, it wasn’t that bad after all, but it did take a very long time (approx 10 hours). The first attempt failed after a couple of hours and I had to start over again. But second time lucky and when I got back from my tour in the evening there was a squeaky clean laptop ready for its new home.
So Tomoko came over yesterday and we set up the newly-named Loki to make sure everything was working okay. After that we went shopping for a case and then Loki the Laptop was gone. Though of course Tomoko didn’t leave without giving Loki the Cat a thorough belly rub.
If anyone is interested, these were the instructions I followed…
How To Reset Your Windows 10 PC
Spent all day indoors yesterday because of SPRAINED TOES… it was rainy and there was no way I could have stuffed my poor swollen and bruised tootsies into a pair of shoes. Wasn’t all bad though. I got a lot of work done, made a nice dinner and had some quality cuddle time Netflixing with Morcilla. Then I decided to have an early night and was all tucked up and cosy in bed by about 10.30.
Then I heard a loud CRASH.
Leapt out of bed to discover that my pretty blue glass vase was smashed into a thousand pretty blue pieces on the livingroom floor. Dammit! I’ve had that vase for as long as I can remember. Not even sure anymore where it came from, but I think it was a gift, from well over 20 years ago. And now it’s gone.
Morcilla is the obvious culprit as that shelf has always been one of her favourite spots to perch (and stare at herself in the mirror). But I’ve also caught Luna sitting up there at times. I can’t imagine Morcilla suddenly deciding to push the vase off the shelf – my theory is that the two of them ended up there at once and a kerfuffle ensued, which ended up with them knocking the vase off, and… smash.
I thought the vase was safe up there, in the corner. Dammit. Anyhow, at least I’ve had a year or so of enjoying seeing it up on the bookshelf. In the previous Casa Azahar it was relegated to a lower shelf in the kitchen, as I had no bookshelves in my livingroom there. But in the previous-previous Casa Azahar it had a prominent spot in the livingroom.
Anyhow, after about a half-hour massive clean up (there were shards of glass EVERYWHERE – had to make sure the cats were safe) I finally got back to bed. Feeling ridiculously sad about a broken vase. Except that for as long as I can remember it’s been in my life here. Somehow I think I am missing more than the vase.
Here is Loki giving zero fucks.
Last night after my tapas tour I was on my way to bed, but first had to give Morcilla her bedtime snack (don’t ask) and then, forgetting the cat vomit on the marble floor (I’d previously heard Loki horking up), slipped and fell FULL FORCE with my right foot twisted underneath me… OUCH. So after a quick shower and change of nightdress I hobbled painfully to bed.
This morning it still hurt, and the bruising had come out. But I am more or less able to walk, which is a good thing because I have a tapas tour this evening and cannot cancel it. Luckily it’s still warm enough for sandals, because I don’t think I’d get those swollen and bruised toes into a pair of shoes. The middle toe and the one next to it really hurt. If it doesn’t feel any better tomorrow I will go and get the foot xrayed, just in case (remembering how after my first sprained ankle, I found out when I sprained it again years later that I had actually fractured it!). And yes, I know the pedicure is looking shabby, but it’s the “end of sandal season” so not worth doing over.