I faced the outside world...
Dec. 29th, 2021 06:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheart... because the fridge was empty again. And the kitchen cupboard. Basically, we were out of the few things we can currently eat, although there are things in the freezer I won't dare to try right now.
In any case, I went to the Savoy Park shopping centre, where I started my tour at the pharmacy - surprisingly enough, empty of customers -, then continued at Kik, where I bought some more crafting supplies for the peace of my stressed-out soul, and finished at the Auchan supermarket, where I bought everything else. Including even more crafting supplies.
What can I see? I'm helpless against the temptation of pretty things that enable me to make pretty things. This time the three little girls' handbags, and perhaps a piggy head out of waste CDs. For which I needed the googly eyes...
Consequently, we had "breakfast" around half past twelve and "lunch" (the usual leftover soup and some cookies) after 4pm, while watching Kirstie's Handmade Christmas. I'll be mourning when Christmas time is over and they'll take it off the programme until next year. I saw so many pretty things and interesting techniques.
My friend Evie called later on. One of our former choir mates has recently died from advanced Parkinson's disease, topped with a bad case of Covid that she'd caught in hospital. Today was her funeral and all choir members were asked to attend, if they could. Alas, I could not - if it were only me, I would have, but I am deadly afraid of bringing something home to Mum. Going to the shops is risky enough, but an hour-long funeral service with lots of singing would have gone beyond reason. Evie was there and said that it was really, really cold in the church, so I am guiltily relieved that I'd chosen not to go. I can't tolerate cold surroundings well, and once I've caught a cold, it takes me weeks to get over it.
I had little time to do anything else today. I'll try to type up a few more pages from the finished 18th Timescape chapter before I'll be called in front of the telly again, to watch the umpteenths re-run of The Great Christmas Bake-Off. Yeah. My life has taken on a rather odd routine lately. But there are worse things, right?
In any case, I went to the Savoy Park shopping centre, where I started my tour at the pharmacy - surprisingly enough, empty of customers -, then continued at Kik, where I bought some more crafting supplies for the peace of my stressed-out soul, and finished at the Auchan supermarket, where I bought everything else. Including even more crafting supplies.
What can I see? I'm helpless against the temptation of pretty things that enable me to make pretty things. This time the three little girls' handbags, and perhaps a piggy head out of waste CDs. For which I needed the googly eyes...
Consequently, we had "breakfast" around half past twelve and "lunch" (the usual leftover soup and some cookies) after 4pm, while watching Kirstie's Handmade Christmas. I'll be mourning when Christmas time is over and they'll take it off the programme until next year. I saw so many pretty things and interesting techniques.
My friend Evie called later on. One of our former choir mates has recently died from advanced Parkinson's disease, topped with a bad case of Covid that she'd caught in hospital. Today was her funeral and all choir members were asked to attend, if they could. Alas, I could not - if it were only me, I would have, but I am deadly afraid of bringing something home to Mum. Going to the shops is risky enough, but an hour-long funeral service with lots of singing would have gone beyond reason. Evie was there and said that it was really, really cold in the church, so I am guiltily relieved that I'd chosen not to go. I can't tolerate cold surroundings well, and once I've caught a cold, it takes me weeks to get over it.
I had little time to do anything else today. I'll try to type up a few more pages from the finished 18th Timescape chapter before I'll be called in front of the telly again, to watch the umpteenths re-run of The Great Christmas Bake-Off. Yeah. My life has taken on a rather odd routine lately. But there are worse things, right?
