Well, another weekend has almost ended, and one of the thorniest questions of my age keeps bothering me. What the heck have I done all this weekend?
On Friday evening, I have made a very detailed plan about everything I would be doing over the weekend. At least, that I know. However, from the planning phase to the putting-into-work phase, something happened. I blame amnesia. Why should I come right out and spell it as it is? As plain laziness?
Anyway, the final result is null. You will not believe how inventive I can be to find things to do, just not to do what I am supposed to do. Take my word for that: I am.
And once more, I understood that imagining and proposing something doesn't lead to having the thing done, no matter how much you wish for.
At least, I have had a good week so far. People praised my last book, Conversations with Rex, despite my feeling that it did not come out just right.
Besides, the Romanian translation followed shortly. Hooray! I will have gifts for my family. They have to love it, right? Yeah, right! I doubt it. It sounds worse in translation than in English. But, hey, that's just my opinion.
The weekend trickled along, just fine, until sunset. Then, the curse of December and the first half of January stroke. People seem to have forgotten about climate change. Or, probably, they never believed that there was one, to begin with. So, they try hard to outdo one another when it comes to fireworks.
Before, you would hear their boom during New Year's Eve. Now, the entire December is dedicated to them. I think they should change the name of the month in Fireworks Month or something. At least, as a courtesy to the ones that didn't know about that custom.
Anyway, for me, December has become the barking month. Not only Rex barks like crazy whenever a salve is aimed at the sky - or at least there's where I hope they aim. But also, all the dogs in the neighbourhood start howling like crazy. I understand them, but my ears are almost bleeding.
Considering that they already hurt because of the Scottish showers I have been taking for the last week and a half, that's not something I relish.
Oh, my shower! I have just discovered that it also has shower mouths overhead and all around besides the regular shower head. Delightful! It's like you are under a waterfall. Not so enjoyable, though, when water comes hot and cold without warning. However, either I get tougher, or it kills me. We'll see who is the strongest of the two.
For the moment, I only developed a slight affliction: I'm shivering almost all the time. I am sure it will pass in time, or I might find someone who has an idea about why it behaves like crazy.
Eh, until then, I will waste the remaining few hours of my weekend watching YouTube or chasing Rex through the yard when he doesn't want to come in. It will be bracing, but it goes well with the shivering mentioned above. Anyway, it is not like I can't go back to my great plans tomorrow.
Still, I do wonder where are the days when I could have worked for twenty hours a day and started all over the following day.
Well, there has just been another boom. I have to calm the little beast at the door, barking his head off. See you soon... sometimes...
Born sometime in the past century, living in the 21st century.
Sometimes I have good ideas... (what do you think?)
Sometimes fascinating guests!
(that for sure!)
Sometimes I have to share some of my frustrations,..
(not too tempting, huh!)
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