Sleeping in makes the weekend shorter. ;-/ - Tactical Ninja
Dec. 5th, 2011
10:19 am - Sleeping in makes the weekend shorter. ;-/
I have glad wrap stuck to my back. It's.. plasticky. At the moment the whole deal is taking about half an hour and I'm doing it twice a day. Shower, in which I rub Dr Bronners into the cuts; peroxide/toothbrush scrubbing; coat with vaseline; apply glad wrap and stick down. All of this has to be done using two mirrors so I can see what I'm doing (last time Polly did the peroxide bit for me yay her!). I have to keep this up for two weeks, including walking around with glad wrap stuck to my back the entire time. Meanwhile, it seems Wellington's getting quite warm. Sweaty Tats is sweaty. Hmm..
Speaking of Sweaty Tats - I don't want to stop going to the gym. The wound is covered and since it's staying moist because of the treatment, the movement of exercise isn't very painful. Mostly I'm concerned about other people's perceptions - it's commonly accepted that you shouldn't hang out in that kind of shared space with open wounds for the safety of others, you know? But two weeks is a long time for me to not be able to go when I'm in the habit of going several times a week, and hooping is out (I tried it, it pulls the skin sideways too much) which doesn't leave a lot of options, you know?
I think I remember mentioning I was going to put up a shelf. Instead I put up two! Go me. So now there's one in the bathroom for Dr Wheel's shaving gear and Things It's A Pain To Get Out Of The Cupboard All The Time, and one in the kitchen for the jug so it's off the bench and out of the way.
Made bread (cos I woke up really early on Saturday and then had to twiddle thumbs till 11am). I seem to be getting quite good at this breadmaking business.
Overdid the bikkie making. I wanted to try shortbread and also make ones that tieke can eat and do Anzac ones and um, yeah. Come to my house and eat biscuits!
Finished watching Game of Thrones and started watching Skins because I never saw the first two seasons.
Slept in till lunchtime on Sunday. This is quite an achievement for me, given that I normally wake up at about 6:30. Must have been tired I guess.
Bought All The Vegies! ALL OF THEM. <3 farmer's market. Also, fuck the food bill.
Walked up to visit pombagira in Highbury. It's.. high. Actually it's a lovely walk up Aro Valley:
Then along Holloway Road and up the Old Bullock Road. It's mostly flat and then it really isn't, for about 10 minutes of stair climbing. As an added bonus to the walk, I was able to pinch cuttings off all the geraniums and pelargoniums that were hanging over fences on the way home, and how I have 8 different ones in a jar on the windowsill awaiting planting in the empty planter box outside my house. Because damnit, having soil that isn't being used to make either food or pretty is a waste of resources and we can't have that! There will be an explosion of colour. Nyah.
Also, for those wondering what happened to Occupy Wellington, it's still going. It took a while, but it now has sufficient dedicated and onto-it people involved that it doesn't actually need me to be constantly harping about it, so I've taken a step back to focus on a) what I'm good at and b) my own stuff. I still support what they are doing but feel that my physical presence isn't necessary for it to maintain its momentum any more.
Oh oh oh, I also made grape sorbet (and ate the lot). It was yummy like a yummy thing and I'm glad I did because I looked at the recipe again and realised it said "1/2 tsp of lemon zest" not "the zest of a lemon" which is what I had been using. Doh.
Oh yeah - after the scarring on Saturday, pombagira suggested I pull a card. I have three decks, two of which are mixed together, based on animals and plants from the country where I was born. Meanings are ascribed to them (like tarot) but I'm not really a 'read the future' kind of girl, I use them more as a basis for reflection than anything else. As usual, my card fell out while I was shuffling them - I'm pretty sure this is why they make such decks so big and unwieldy! ;-) It was the wolf card, one that brings with it images of community and of knowing one's place within the dynamic of a group (amongst other things I won't go into here). Interesting given the way I had isolated myself over the course of Mum's illness, and how the intent of the scar working was at least in part to leave behind that part of my life. Hmm.
*pause here to go woogie woogie woogie*
Also, there was an earthquake on Saturday night - quite a decent one. I am pleased to report my tall furniture stayed upright (which it wouldn't have - stuff did fall over and off windowsills) due to being screwed to the wall. My first reaction was "What the hell do you do when you're two stories up and surrounded by concrete anyway?" I figure that staying toward the centre of the building would be the most useful but really I don't know. Anyway, if you haven't screwed your stuff to the wall yet, please do it. Cheers.
Oh yeah, if you oppose the asset sales, you should probably sign this. And tell all your friends.