Craig and I did some grocery-shopping this morning, took the recycling to the tip, then came home and had a nice afternoon breakfast.
I should make dinner soon. Craig keeps teaching me bits of Scottish culture, so tonight I’m going to “treat” him to a North American classic: the chilli-cheese dog.
(In other words, I’m being lazy and adding a veggie-protein tube to some leftovers and dressing it up as a cross-cultural treat.)
But that’s later. For the moment, I suspect we’re both still full, and we’re both working on our own projects.
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I had a huge success this morning: I made a stand for holding a book open so I could take a picture of it. I had no idea how I could do this, then this morning I woke up and just knew how. As soon as I heard Craig was awake and listening to the radio in the next room (and thus it was okay to make noise), I got to work, sawing and hand-drilling.
So thanks, once again, to Dad for buying me a hacksaw, which I used in this project, and which started me on this path of being able to provide exactly what I need for myself rather than having to search around for it — which is particularly helpful now that I live in a small town where there are fewer places to look for things.
And, of course, being able to DIY something you’ve imagined is the best thing of all!
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I was in a bit of a panic yesterday with all the things I wanted to do, but, sure enough, bit by bit they’re getting done — like making this stand so I can take proper pictures of all my hardcover journals and get them back in my website’s bookshop.
Everything doesn’t get done at once like my brain wants it to, but incremental progress kinda turns a fire-hose on my flaming amygdala, at least temporarily.
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