Which I’ve been meaning to write for the past week…

I went home last weekend for Chanukah. And came back with a pile of DVDs My asthma wasn’t quite better after being ill and the cat managed to set it off. And take over the bed. The trouble is that in the winter he likes to sleep indoors at night and he likes to be with someone. He can’t sleep with my sister when she’s home because she has a single bed. He can’t sleep with my parents because there’s not enough space for two people and a cat in a king sized bed. Because my room is effectively the guest room (just with a lot of my stuff in it) my parents put a double bed in it. Well, and because my old bed was falling apart. Which means that I get just enough space to lie in and the cat gets the rest. He starts off curled up, up against me in the middle and ends up stretched out horizontally. At least he didn’t snore this time – when he does snore it’s really loud.

At Chanukah there’s a song that Dad ‘sings’ and I play along on the organ. Although it’s more of a race to see who can finish first. His speed of counting us in certainly bears no relation to the speed we go at any other point. My grandmother came round last Sunday, so we had me playing at one speed, and each of them singing at two completely different speeds. And much laughing from me and Dad. The cat was less impressed.

I actually finished my Yuletide fic a week last Friday, it’s in beta at the moment. Although I suppose at some point I ought to think of a title… I have set up an A03 account and tried to import my fic from my website, but it couldn’t cope with that. So I put a link to it in my profile, which very quickly solved that problem. I don’t intend to do anything with that archive since I don’t have a need for it, and because there’s something not right with the fonts so although the fic is easy enough to read, everything else requires a bit more effort and I can’t be doing with that.

Wednesday I had a swine flu jab. My arm is only just recovering – it hurt, swelled up and was hot to the touch. Although given how badly my dizziness and asthma was set off by what was technically just a cold, I really don’t need flu.

I decided that not being able to use my left arm much wasn’t going to help driving so I got the bus on Thursday. Then on Friday there was some snow about, so that decided me. So I’m going to have to listen to Terry Wogan’s last breakfast show on the internet. I really want the snow to go away and no more to come because the buses make me so cold. There’s no heating in them and they’re always late, so by the time you’ve spent twenty minutes waiting in the cold, then sat on a cold bus for twenty minutes it takes a long time to get warm.

I do hate having electric heating in my flat. It would be alright if there was a decent sized heater in every room. I’ve been keeping the lounge door closed so it’s warm enough not to even need a jumper. But the kitchen, which is definitely the coldest room, and the only one with a thermometer (it’s on the clock) said 12.6C this morning. The bedroom has a little heater, but it was too cold in there to read this morning, so it might as well have not been there. I was intending to clean the house this weekend, but I’m not doing it in the freezing cold. But I do have plenty of DVDs to watch…

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