Dropping By
Monday, April 4th, 2022 07:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seraphflight So I've now been in my 'new' job for a year. Yes, it really has been that long since I updated this blog. So much for good intentions.
The job's dull but most of them are. It pays the bills, and it's only part-time so I can cope with it anyway. Aren't all jobs tedious, really? I think I'd feel this way about any job; just the simple fact of having to attend and do sensible stuff... The child within obviously still has a lot to say. Maybe that's a good thing. Anyway, my manager is happy with what I do even if I'm bored silly by it all.
I now have a new chandelier for my living room. What I need now is an electrician to install it. While I'm calling one out, I might as well replace the kitchen ceiling lights too, as that's developed a few rust spots and a broken-off spotlight is jammed in it. I've tried and failed, while teetering precariously up a stepladder, to coax the stub of the bulb come out, so now only two of the three spotlights work. Is that a fire hazard?
Travel over the last year has been minimal. I've had a few days out, few visits with family and friends, which were enjoyable of course, but nothing ore adventurous than that. Yikes, I must be one of the world's most boring bloggers - no post update for a year, and then all I have to offer is "I've not done much". Blame Covid-19. I guess we're all in the same boat on that score. Is the crisis finally receding now? It looks like it.
I've been reading, watching films, planning to redecorate the entire house and have actually done some of it. Okay, only one room, and only part of that as yet, but it is a start at least. Me and stepladders are now arch enemies due to my wonky knee and me having hurt my back before Xmas, which gave me a lot of trouble. It's okay now apart from sciatica. (Do not mention old age or dry rot.)
The job's dull but most of them are. It pays the bills, and it's only part-time so I can cope with it anyway. Aren't all jobs tedious, really? I think I'd feel this way about any job; just the simple fact of having to attend and do sensible stuff... The child within obviously still has a lot to say. Maybe that's a good thing. Anyway, my manager is happy with what I do even if I'm bored silly by it all.
I now have a new chandelier for my living room. What I need now is an electrician to install it. While I'm calling one out, I might as well replace the kitchen ceiling lights too, as that's developed a few rust spots and a broken-off spotlight is jammed in it. I've tried and failed, while teetering precariously up a stepladder, to coax the stub of the bulb come out, so now only two of the three spotlights work. Is that a fire hazard?
Travel over the last year has been minimal. I've had a few days out, few visits with family and friends, which were enjoyable of course, but nothing ore adventurous than that. Yikes, I must be one of the world's most boring bloggers - no post update for a year, and then all I have to offer is "I've not done much". Blame Covid-19. I guess we're all in the same boat on that score. Is the crisis finally receding now? It looks like it.
I've been reading, watching films, planning to redecorate the entire house and have actually done some of it. Okay, only one room, and only part of that as yet, but it is a start at least. Me and stepladders are now arch enemies due to my wonky knee and me having hurt my back before Xmas, which gave me a lot of trouble. It's okay now apart from sciatica. (Do not mention old age or dry rot.)
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