From the frying pan into the fire
Oct. 17th, 2025 09:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheartYesterday was exhausting. Today was... interesting, in the Chinese curse sense of the word.
It started with the fact that we expected a visit from our talkative chiropodist lady. That always means rearranging half the living room, so that she has space to work (since our bathroom can barely contain one person). She's also somewhat... spontaneous when it comes to arriving (she lives in one of the outlying villages, has a bad leg and a circumvent way to get to us, which isn't her fault), so I decided to put the time until then to good use. I massacred the cauliflower for later cooking and wrapped and bagged 72 pieces of home-made Christmas candy; put 6 pieces in each bag. They look great, and I just finished when the cp lady arrived.
That was at 10.15 in the morning. She was in a very talkative phase, even more so than usual; it was 13.15 when she left. By then, I pre-cooked the cauliflower, made soup of the boiling water, prepared the cheese sauce (no big deal, it came from the Tüte) and Mum had a headache.
Cauliflower casserole (or whatever it's called when you pour cheese sauce over it and put it in the oven) needed half an hour to be ready, so we both rested a bit. Then we had a (for us early) lunch and rested some more - I was so done in I couldn't even watch the usual daytime crap telly. Needed to sleep something fierce; didn't get up until the GBBO reruns.
Before I'd collapse, however, I called H. and we agreed that - if nothing happens at either end of the connection - we'll make the trip to her next Wednesday. Thursday is a national holiday, but there is some big peace demonstration planned, so traffic will likely be blocked in several places, so we won't risk going on that day. I also called the cab company and they could tell me how much it would roughly cost - it isn't that bad, actually. Half the price private patient transport demanded for taking Mum to the cardiologist's in summer, and the distance to H's place is at least five times as big. So yeah, we're going to do it.
Which means, of course, that now I have to finish H's birthday gift (she's turning 70 on October 30) earlier. So I've just spent two hours editing and printing out Grandma's old recipes... the ones I had transcripted to my old PC a decade or so ago. Needless to say that some of the files refused to get properly edited, so it was very frustrating work. But the ringbook titled "Granny's Secrets" is taking shape. All I need to do is to punch holes into the printouts and file them. That can wait, though. I'm definitely done for today.
It started with the fact that we expected a visit from our talkative chiropodist lady. That always means rearranging half the living room, so that she has space to work (since our bathroom can barely contain one person). She's also somewhat... spontaneous when it comes to arriving (she lives in one of the outlying villages, has a bad leg and a circumvent way to get to us, which isn't her fault), so I decided to put the time until then to good use. I massacred the cauliflower for later cooking and wrapped and bagged 72 pieces of home-made Christmas candy; put 6 pieces in each bag. They look great, and I just finished when the cp lady arrived.
That was at 10.15 in the morning. She was in a very talkative phase, even more so than usual; it was 13.15 when she left. By then, I pre-cooked the cauliflower, made soup of the boiling water, prepared the cheese sauce (no big deal, it came from the Tüte) and Mum had a headache.
Cauliflower casserole (or whatever it's called when you pour cheese sauce over it and put it in the oven) needed half an hour to be ready, so we both rested a bit. Then we had a (for us early) lunch and rested some more - I was so done in I couldn't even watch the usual daytime crap telly. Needed to sleep something fierce; didn't get up until the GBBO reruns.
Before I'd collapse, however, I called H. and we agreed that - if nothing happens at either end of the connection - we'll make the trip to her next Wednesday. Thursday is a national holiday, but there is some big peace demonstration planned, so traffic will likely be blocked in several places, so we won't risk going on that day. I also called the cab company and they could tell me how much it would roughly cost - it isn't that bad, actually. Half the price private patient transport demanded for taking Mum to the cardiologist's in summer, and the distance to H's place is at least five times as big. So yeah, we're going to do it.
Which means, of course, that now I have to finish H's birthday gift (she's turning 70 on October 30) earlier. So I've just spent two hours editing and printing out Grandma's old recipes... the ones I had transcripted to my old PC a decade or so ago. Needless to say that some of the files refused to get properly edited, so it was very frustrating work. But the ringbook titled "Granny's Secrets" is taking shape. All I need to do is to punch holes into the printouts and file them. That can wait, though. I'm definitely done for today.
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Date: 2025-10-18 05:44 pm (UTC)A peace demonstration in Hungary? Surely put in will cancel his visit!
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Date: 2025-10-18 07:29 pm (UTC)That's great the cost won't be that much.
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Date: 2025-10-19 09:07 pm (UTC)What a lovely gift — i am sure it will be greatly appreciated.