Day 35. Okay, its only the second post of Sunday 7 Somethings, so I know no one will be that disappointed, the ideas I had won’t spoil or anything like that, so I’ll post them next Sunday.
Why am I cancelling?
Well, today didn’t start too brilliantly. First, I woke a little later than normal. Some might think that’s good, but mornings are my designated writing time. At 5:30am this morning, I turned on my laptop, and nothing. The damn thing was dead. I fiddled with the cables, took out the battery and then cursed myself for mentioning the fact yesterday that it hadn’t long to live. Tempting fate or what! I cried, yes, I actually cried, but only because I realised I’d forgotten to back up the 53 chapters of ‘EIGHT’.
So what did I do?
I drank two mugs of tea, dried my tears and got ready to go for a hike. My son, who works nights, came in around 7:15am, surprised to see me dressed (I never get dressed until my writing session is over). I told him where I was going and bless him, he tried to stop me, saying ‘there’s too many weird people out there, and you don’t know what might happen.’ I told him I’d be fine, I was big girl, and around 8:00am I went off for my hike.
Still a little miffed and upset, I decided to head towards the water-mill in our parish, but on the way I stopped off at the park, took some photos, had a cup of hot chocolate and said ‘Hi’ to a few dog walkers. It began to snow, well not really snow but, close enough, so I decided to get going. I walked up the old street leading to the mill, took photos on the way and stopped off at the churchyard. After a few more photos, I carried on to the mill. But, by the time I got there, the camera had gone dead, too. Some might say, fate was dealing me a bad hand. I wouldn’t disagree.
Definitely pissed off now, I headed for home.
I finished off my hot chocolate when I got back, ate the peanut butter and jam sandwich I’d packed but couldn’t be bothered to eat earlier and thought I’d give the old lappy one last try. After removing the battery, blowing on it a few times (not sure if that helps), I placed it back in and ‘lo and behold’, it worked! However, as time was getting on and dinner wouldn’t cook itself, I turned it back off, hoping it would be okay.
Dinner came and went, I dozed off for a couple of hours, hubbie went to bed (he’s a lorry driver and works nights, too) and I thought, okay, let’s do it. Obviously it still worked or I wouldn’t be typing this now. I went straight to reader, to catch up with all the posts I’d missed from yesterday and today. Ten posts in, I got to one from Apprentice, never Master, whom I’ve followed since BlogFestivus 2012. She’d received ‘The Reader Appreciation Award’, and I thought, good for her. As I read down the post, giggling at her answers, I came across my name. Bless her, she’d nominated me.
Of course, I accepted, graciously I might add. And do you know what, Sunday didn’t turn that bad after all.
I’ve decided to wait until tomorrow to cast my nominations, as I’d like to give it some thought. Hope you don’t mind. I promise, before I start writing in the morning, I’ll post the details. Have a great day, afternoon or night. I’ll catch you all later. 😀