Self indulgent grumble

I wanted to get the Novel in November done - bang! That's gone. I would have had something of a chance even with the holiday, and I do feel bad about it, but stuff happens.

I wanted to Clutterbust and I wanted to work towards a cleaner, tidier house. Well I was getting back on track but I guess that is going to be fun now. I have just got more or less up to date with the washing. Guess how much ironing is heaped up and how much I am not looking forward to it. And I have done one double cupboard in the kitchen, and I have been baking, and now reaching into cupboards and lugging round sacks of rubbish do not appeal. Every time I get a little further I seem to slide back.

I am grossly overweight which has not been helped by the comfort eating I have been doing lately.

Something I haven't previously blogged about. I had planned to sell scarves on ebay. I have lots of scarves, they are relatively straightforward to knit, they can be done while I am twitchy and need something in my hands but they don't need the sort of concentration that stops me talking/playing/breaking off and helping little bear. I have two sacks of scarves. Being me they all need the ends sewing in and they are in an eclectic range, with mainly weird fur ones but also stripey, ribbed, ruffled and loopy. I 'play' with scarves. I have it all planned out and I was going to register as a business on ebay and as self employed (not that I expected to make much money but I wanted to do it properly). But I am certainly not up to the photographing, arranging, listing and - crucially - going to the Post Office in this weather. btw I had originally planned to get these listed at the beginning of November, just as the shoulder went. Perhaps next week...

I had finally had a decent bath, I love bubble baths! Now I am scared because getting out of the bath could be iffy. Back to unsatisfactory showers.

It could be worse. I am right handed and it is my left shoulder that is affected. I can touch type, though it is making my shoulder ache, and there is nothing life threatening wrong. So many people are in a worse place. I know that it is not really so bad. I can manage the ironing in short bursts, so I don't have an excuse, I can still move things further forward. However I am reserving the right to grumble.

The good side - I shall keep working on Digging up the Past, and I have ideas for a sequel to that!

Good news

Good news - it's probably only a frozen shoulder. I can't do anything and it hurts but it could be a lot worse. They have xrayed me and I definitely am okay in the location department.

And the doctor recommended the yule log in Costa Coffee while OH was getting my pain killer prescriptions and she was right, it was very pleasant indeed.

Darling father was out when we came back. Hope he gets in in one piece.

I am starting to type this at 4.44 am but don't know how long it will take me to type. At 4am I woke up after sleeping on my left side. I can't move my left arm properly and I think I have dislocated it again. If not dislocated then damaged it. I am typing this one handed and shivering, as of course I am in my night things.

I can't see any point in waking OH before 7, and I am feeling pretty desperate.

I don't know what to think. On the one had there is a certain amount of movement, and I can move my fingers. But as it becomes stiffer it becomes more and more painful if the shoulder is not supported.

My weird sense of pain isn't helping me here either.

Truthfully - I feel desperate, exhausted, cold and completely lost. I can't keep going through this, I can't look after little bear or darling father, I can't keep asking OH to do things.

Fingers crossed for me please - that it is just sleep.

Novel in November

Missed it by a mile, and I do feel a little bit that it wasn't my fault. Not entirely. But excuses are a bit pathetic on this, so I shall just try and get Digging up the Past done at a 2,000 words per day rate. I am really disappointed with myself.

After that is finished I am planning on alternating days when I write for fiction net and days when I write something I hope to get published - if any one knows any publishers or agents please point them in my direction. I also intend to only post up on a Sunday, so there is a decent amount up at a time. Hopefully the rhythm will get me a bit further.

I really appreciate the support, thank you!

Snow!

OH made it home in one piece, he was sent home early and I was desperately grateful. He will be, thankfully, working from home for the next few days so I won't have so much access to the computer, so fewer posts. I am just glad he doesn't have the commute.

Little bear is not a happy little bear, and doesn't know what he wants but he wants it NOW. I suspect the pirotin (sp?) for little bear's eczema has made him a bit grumpier.

I plan to forge ahead with my knitting. Also anything else I can do tomorrow while trying to stop little bear from disturbing his father at work.

I will be glad when the weather lifts.

Kitchen nightmares

I am not taking little bear to nursery, the snow is falling with vigour. However I promised him that I would let him bake a cake with me.

I need to now go downstairs and try and find all the kit before cooking happens. I am hoping to do the weetabix cake, which is a nice snack on a day like today.

Then there will be the long, long clear up.

Morgan - Thank you

Morgan - I hope to coax a nice letter for you from little bear. Not only did your sticker books keep a small fragment of sanity during the holiday but they are now part of the arsenal of keeping little bear on the potty until he has done something.

Thank you again.