Starting into the really busy week
Oct. 1st, 2019 07:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wiseheartSo, Mum and I went to the chiropodist today. It isn't such a big thing, except that we had to cross half the city (and this is a rather big city, too), and walk ungodly walkways (for Mum anyway) to get there. But this was perhaps the last time, as the chiropodist lady who usually does our feet and comes to us, instead the other way round, has recovered enough to work again. Which is a big relief for Mum.
We then came home, ate the meal prepared two days ago (but never eaten), and Mum collapsed in her armchair in front of the telly. I worked a bit on my ladybug page, and then did the same. I usually solve crossword puzzles in front of the telly, because I think the telly isn't worth to spend my time exclusively with it (I let it run because I need to hear German speech regularly, or I'd forget the language). Today, however, I fell asleep over my crossword puzzle, with the telly still running. Of course, the fact that I do these things lying on my belly (to take the strain off my legs) doesn't help...
In any case, I then went to choir practice, which was nice. I'd love to sing a solo part in one of the Russian folk songs, but our choir leader does have her favourites for such things and I rarely get into that group of selected few, even though I can do it very well, if I may state so myself, and we've been friends for a quarter century. She's a nice lady but oddly blind in some aspects. I must admit that I'm a bit disappointed, as I'd gone as far as actually mention her how much I'd like to sing the part. Ah, well, it isn't the first time and probably not the last one, either.
I'm excited about my upcoming birthday party. I hope everyone who accepted the invitation will actually show up. I know it's paranoid thinking, but once, many years ago I invited my then-friends and only one showed up. It was humiliating beyond belief. Ever since then I'm always nervous when I invite guests.
We then came home, ate the meal prepared two days ago (but never eaten), and Mum collapsed in her armchair in front of the telly. I worked a bit on my ladybug page, and then did the same. I usually solve crossword puzzles in front of the telly, because I think the telly isn't worth to spend my time exclusively with it (I let it run because I need to hear German speech regularly, or I'd forget the language). Today, however, I fell asleep over my crossword puzzle, with the telly still running. Of course, the fact that I do these things lying on my belly (to take the strain off my legs) doesn't help...
In any case, I then went to choir practice, which was nice. I'd love to sing a solo part in one of the Russian folk songs, but our choir leader does have her favourites for such things and I rarely get into that group of selected few, even though I can do it very well, if I may state so myself, and we've been friends for a quarter century. She's a nice lady but oddly blind in some aspects. I must admit that I'm a bit disappointed, as I'd gone as far as actually mention her how much I'd like to sing the part. Ah, well, it isn't the first time and probably not the last one, either.
I'm excited about my upcoming birthday party. I hope everyone who accepted the invitation will actually show up. I know it's paranoid thinking, but once, many years ago I invited my then-friends and only one showed up. It was humiliating beyond belief. Ever since then I'm always nervous when I invite guests.
