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Growf.
My right ankle is sprained. This is because yesterday morning, when a detachment of the Dayjobfriends went down the street to get a coffee, I stepped on a sidewalk slightly funny and nearly went down like a sack of the starch of your choice. I have been limping ever since, when the foot hasn't actually been elevated with ice on it and twinging like it's trying to crawl up my leg and bite my knees off. It is currently in a tensor bandage, supporting weight better than it did this morning, and fantastically bruise blue. Unimpressed Leah is unimpressed. And, well, will be less mobile than usual for a little while.
Once I drag a chair into the kitchen so I can make risotto while seated, I'll have four-mushroom risotto and feel better about the whole thing.
Otherwise, doing the laundry and sorting more surplus crap for donation/sale/whatever. It's starting to look really clean in here, which gives me a little hit of decluttering euphoria every time I look at it. Eventually I'll run out of things to get rid of, and then I can start running lightweight/non-essential things over to the new place (winter clothes! Wire basket pantry thing! Cookbooks!).
Eventually I'll also run out of things I can do in a given day on the moving front, and will sit down and write some fiction.
Once I drag a chair into the kitchen so I can make risotto while seated, I'll have four-mushroom risotto and feel better about the whole thing.
Otherwise, doing the laundry and sorting more surplus crap for donation/sale/whatever. It's starting to look really clean in here, which gives me a little hit of decluttering euphoria every time I look at it. Eventually I'll run out of things to get rid of, and then I can start running lightweight/non-essential things over to the new place (winter clothes! Wire basket pantry thing! Cookbooks!).
Eventually I'll also run out of things I can do in a given day on the moving front, and will sit down and write some fiction.
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So, yanno. Grumble.
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Get well soon.
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I also have to do clearing out - mainly of clothes that people have given me/ I've bought but never worn. My housemate is also trying to get me to get rid of books I'm not likely to read again but I'm going to have to work my way up to that one, I think!
Hope your ankle's better soon.
Merry
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