We have just reached the user level I was at before the website crashed at the end of 2016. We have never reached post Brexit referendum figures, which I am glad about, because I like to be able to keep track of at least two of my daily visitors. I am very grateful for their continuing support.
Blog readers seem to be mainly separate from readers of the books or viewers of the other pages, which is a shame because I like to veer between different skillsets. I am almost over my uniform rage following my mother’s death (see posts from August to December 2017 for why that would be)
I have been pretty lazy about pushing some things forward of late. This job, which I fought to get because I wanted to get back into this particular arena, is quite intensive in terms of mind space use, mainly because the shifts are very long and the job relies on your ability to follow complex documents. I am not as great at that as I used to be. I am better at some things, and worse at others. I need to work on that, but I think I am better at deciding on alone time than I used to be.
Nevertheless, I am now at the point where I need to sew, which is good, although I would like to also work on Lucifer Ogilvie, as it is more cheerful than real life. I cannot think about Boris for long without feeling a bit happier about life in general.
So, given that I will inevitably need a new laptop soon, I will need to push on with the stuff I can do.
Hopefully I should be able to make some progress on the Toby Jugs and Wolfe’s cameo before I make serious headway on the chair. Call me Al needs some finishing work, which will take a few days, and I have some resin to go ahead and complete Darius Guppy and Iain Duncan Smith at last.
Otherwise, I am feeling a bit sad, as the car is seriously ill again and I do not want to let it die. This is not a good time of year for that, but I have a couple of interviews for additional work on the go, so hopefully that will make life a bit easier pending my probable change of job.
It is tiresome, doing the right thing, but then so is the predictability of humans.