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I seem to remember that back in the day, I used to get notifications when someone commented on my entries...I wonder if they're going to the correct email address...I'll have to have a look.

The weather today looks to be glorious, and I'm stuck indoors :-(. I'm awaiting a delivery -- the hoover gave up the ghost a couple of weeks ago, and I've only gotten around to ordering a new one when the dust build-up got too much even for me to ignore. I need the place ship-shape before too long, because I have plans: to rip out the kitchen and replace it with a brand new one. I want it to be beautiful. I've been living with the kitchen that was in my property when I bought it, and come July, I will have lived here 21 years. That means it must have been in here for 30 at least; and it is dire! No really, it is the worst kitchen you ever saw. The doors to the units are all uneven. The fronts of the drawers have come off in places. So have he handles. The units used to be white, but...well, I'm not a housewife, am I? To cut a long story short: I need a new kitchen. But I can't have workmen over until the rest of the flat looks remotely presentable. Hence the stuck-indoors-waiting-for-the-new-hoover-to-be-delivered-thing. I do hope they deliver soon...First ray of sunshine in bloody ages and I can't go out and take advantage of it!

Obviously, today's Valentine's Day. That date in itself doesn't mean anything to me as a dyed-in-the-wool singleton, except that this year, it marks a month since my diagnosis. I still don't know how I feel about having blood clots, or blood that has a tendency to clot, and that has to be treated with anti-coagulants. I know that I'm a very bad, impatient patient -- this is nothing new. The doctors told me to take it easy, but I have neither the time nor the inclination to. It's a stressful enough situation I find myself in even without being ill: I have a mother who's lost her mobility and is slowly losing her marbles to boot. I'm unemployed and need to find a job. I can't be ill! I just can't be! But then I keep running around, after my mum; pushing myself to go to interviews where I end up wheezing my way through them (no wonder I can't get hired); and it's enough to sap most of my strength and almost all of my enjoyment out of life. I say 'almost' because there's plenty of enjoyment still around, if I'm honest. Take this weekend: my friend David Berkeley is playing in Rotterdam this Sunday, as one half of the Son of Town Hall project with his mate Ben Parker; and I think it's been 3 years since I last saw them.

Actually, speaking of gigs: I've been going to quite a few in recent years. The usual suspects: Paul Weller, Depeche Mode...as well as my childhood heroes Queen, and Sweet. But also quite a few I only saw the once (so far): Paul Simon, Santana, The Decemberists, Rick Astley, OMD, Bryan Ferry...the list goes on. Next up: Tears for Fears, Chic, and Stray Cats :-).

Common Rotation are on hiatus; have been for a number of years. I don't know if they'll ever get together again. And my cat Leila died 2 1/2 years ago.


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Feb. 16th, 2019 02:26 am (UTC)
*hugs* I hope that you can find a good treatment for your condition. I was diagnosed with an immunodeficiency disorder a few years ago, and it's been a struggle, but I've found something that works. And I hope that you can find a job as well.
Mar. 1st, 2019 08:14 am (UTC)
Thank you!
Mar. 2nd, 2019 08:22 am (UTC)
So sorry I missed you posting again - I realised it didn't show up in FList and discovered I had unticked you at some time when sorting out my list. Sorry!

I sort of vaguely saw that you had had the pulmonary embolii on facebook, and I am not surprised that you are still breathless; thank goodness you are recovering from them, they are pretty scary.

I sympathise with you about the kitchen. Our new house has a lovely kitchen - it was definitely one of the main reasons we bought it. But when we bought the last house, back in 1989, it had a small kitchen with badly planned cupboards, uneven doors and so on just as you describe. One cupboard door only opened to about 45 degrees as it then hit the strip light!

We lived with it for 9 years and then re-did it. We got all the info from b&Q, spent ages measuring up and costing, and S2C did some of the work himself so we could afford it. It was still not perfect, but so much better use of the space.

The concert list sounds really good - enjoy!

Also - I am sorry to hear about Leila.
Jun. 28th, 2019 07:48 am (UTC)
Sorry, I missed your comment somehow. The kitchen plans haven't progressed, neither has my plan to buy lessons and a moped (something I was all gung-ho about last summer, and was only reminded of this week when a friend asked where it was) -- proving once again that I'm all talk, no trousers.
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