Thursday, October 8, 2009

Non Painting Chronicles - October 3rd

Well firstly the chicken is alive and well. He seems to be settling into life on the street and is keeping the noise down as far as I can tell. The dogs now ignore it, two kids have given it the name Penny although I'm pretty sure its a boy, not the same kids that chased it with a shovel i might add.

The cowboy boots had their first official outing, I had them re-heeled and given the chill in the air opted for skinny jeans. They were much admired. It would seem as though the heat wave has ended and Winter is finally here, time to get the jeans out and thicker T.shirts. I bought a really warm coat but I think I'm going to have trouble wearing it whilst riding a bike which means either walking or not wearing the coat quite as much as I thought I would. Oh, such dilemmas.

On the domestic front, after months of hand washing dishes the new dishwasher was finally going to be installed. However, the handyman was also painting the back bedroom and it took longer than expected, blah blah. Upshot, the dishwasher is sitting outside on the balcony, so near yet so far. I had specially saved up some dishes for testing which I promptly had to wash. Still the office looks lovely and cosy now that the walls aren't institution white. What is it with replacing bulbs ? I've had a lamp on my desk for month now sans bulb, its one of these fancy halogen types, I must get myself to a hardware store.

I'm reading a couple of books at the moment, one about a sailing voyage and another by Elizabeth Berg. By the time I get to bed though I just want to sleep and manage about 2 pages before I do. I'm starting Lent early and giving up coffee, which is the reason I am soooo tired sans caffeine boost. I'm sipping water but its not making me any more alert. The husband was fiddling with the lamp the other day and needless to say it was on and a spark shot right through his thumb.I've never known someone more accident prone than me. I discovered the source of my spectacular superman fall, my birkenstocks had stretched so I duly got some holes punched in and so far no re-enactments yet. Yesterday a bike was stolen from our neighbour who had it locked to the railing, I remember my wheels getting stolen off my bike in London on 3 seperate occasions and I was mad about that, this bike was brand new and had never been ridden. I made some flyers and will be on the lookout.

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