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Still in survival mode
Aug. 19th, 2022 06:20 pmToday we apparently had 41 degrees (Celsius) in the city, which was the only fact why I was happy that I had done my food run in the early morning. Around 8am was already quite warm, but still bearable. Still, it was very hard to get up at 6am after a night when the longest I slept in one go were two hours.
In any case, we were trying to save our energy (such as it is in these days). I worked a tiny bit on my creche scenes; figured out a very sneaky way for the hangings. Do you know those terrible buttons they have on bedlinens? The ones that consist of a small metal ring and lots of thread twirled around it? Well, I sacrificed one pillow-case (will sew on sensible buttons later), removed the thread and used the little metal rings for hangings. That way, whoever gets the little felts, can hang them on the wall as well as on the Christmas tree.
I didn't make much headway with the creches themselves. We had to let down the blinds around 11am already, to keep out the worst of the heat, and I refuse to work by lamplight when energy prices are skyrocketing. There's time enough until Christmas, and I'll try to work in the morning hours, unless I have to make a food run. Or we have to do the washing. Or the cleaning lady comes. Or anything else housewife-y that might happen. It's not mine to decide about such things.
Other than that, I had a phone chat with my friend Ilonka, had a row with out neighbour about leaving the back door of the corridor open (to let in some air - she) or close it because of the strong wind, so that our front door wouldn't rattle like crazy (me). Needless to say that I lost. But at least I had the satisfaction of closing our door into her face, which might be childish, but I was really pissed. Heat - or cold- coming in through that back door hits directly the outer wall of our flat, not hers!
Apparently the heat wave will break tomorrow. Nice 24-26 degrees are prophesized. Heaven! I just hope we won't have stormy rain with them, too, or I'll be carrying water buckets from the balcony day in, day out. *sigh*
In any case, we were trying to save our energy (such as it is in these days). I worked a tiny bit on my creche scenes; figured out a very sneaky way for the hangings. Do you know those terrible buttons they have on bedlinens? The ones that consist of a small metal ring and lots of thread twirled around it? Well, I sacrificed one pillow-case (will sew on sensible buttons later), removed the thread and used the little metal rings for hangings. That way, whoever gets the little felts, can hang them on the wall as well as on the Christmas tree.
I didn't make much headway with the creches themselves. We had to let down the blinds around 11am already, to keep out the worst of the heat, and I refuse to work by lamplight when energy prices are skyrocketing. There's time enough until Christmas, and I'll try to work in the morning hours, unless I have to make a food run. Or we have to do the washing. Or the cleaning lady comes. Or anything else housewife-y that might happen. It's not mine to decide about such things.
Other than that, I had a phone chat with my friend Ilonka, had a row with out neighbour about leaving the back door of the corridor open (to let in some air - she) or close it because of the strong wind, so that our front door wouldn't rattle like crazy (me). Needless to say that I lost. But at least I had the satisfaction of closing our door into her face, which might be childish, but I was really pissed. Heat - or cold- coming in through that back door hits directly the outer wall of our flat, not hers!
Apparently the heat wave will break tomorrow. Nice 24-26 degrees are prophesized. Heaven! I just hope we won't have stormy rain with them, too, or I'll be carrying water buckets from the balcony day in, day out. *sigh*
