Under the weather

Song of the day: “Just give me a reason” by Pink and Nate Ruess from Fun. Good song. Only the beginning reminds me of Carly Simon’s “You’re so vain”. I like the piece sung by Ruess, though.

First of all, mom is still feeling under the weather, and has spent the majority of the past few days sleeping the hours away. Best thing for her regardless, so let’s see it as a good thing. Same goes for tenant, for that matter. She’s constantly complaining of being so tired, and wanting to see the doctor, so we had the man come over yesterday, and he spent some time with her trying to figure out what was wrong. Turns out he couldn’t find anything amiss. He doesn’t even think she’s really depressed, just a tad down, which is something anyone can suffer from. Personally I was relieved to see her flirt a little with the man, and put on a somewhat stronger front for his benefit. Tells me that she’s just a little fed up at the moment.
Let’s just hope that her daughter coming to visit in April, will improve her mood a little.

Sally wasn’t feeling too grand either. I fear that the flu bug is raging rampant through the whole place, darn it. And we worked so hard to sequester ourselves off, and wear mouth caps. *sigh*

Fun bit is that when I had to drive to the local gas station to meet with tenant’s doctor (we’re hard to find so I had to lead the way) I was pulled over at the big roundabout. It is a popular spot for the Guardia Civil, and this time I was the unlucky one…not that it was bad, or anything. He was actually a nice boy (kinda cute, even) and actually managed to speak a word or two of English. Hah. There was the whole drivers license, NIE and car paper showing bit, but as soon as he saw where I lived (a few miles up the mountain) he started looking out for a new victim. I did ask him why they so often stake out that particular roundabout and he explained that it was because it’s a crossing of four roads of four big towns. Apparently it’s a good spot to catch nefarious ongoings. Hah.

Laughed about it with the doc, who saw the whole thing, and started explaining how he hadn’t been wearing his seatbelt until the last possible moment, and was happy that they’d let him through. I think we wrecked his night out, because he looked all spiffy in leather boots, white pants and leather jacket with scarf.

Sleeping has been a tad uncomfortable, lately. Due to the cold the dogs are really moving in close, which is on the one hand wonderful, and downright painful on the other. Seriously, when I wake up in the morning I feel racked.

Knight II went to the vet for his checkup and he was given the all clear for his ear. He still won’t leave his foot alone. Seriously, the moment the sock goes off, he’s licking it, and licking it, and licking it some more, until it bleeds, the idiot. I should hogtie him, darn it.

Still working on V.L., and fitting in that new scene. We’re getting there, slowly checking all the references to the scene later in the book, and making sure that we didn’t miss something essential. Of course you can never be truly sure of that, but you gotta try, right?
If all goes as planned we’ll be able to send it out by the end of the week, or after the weekend. That would be good, considering I would like to continue with “Trust Me Said the Spy”. It’s going to be tricky trying to finish it before the end of spring.

Yesterday morning was spent setting up a tent, to see if all the parts were there, and they were. It was just like the good old days when we’d be traveling through Europe, and every day we’d stop at some camping ground where we’d have to set u tents and prepare for the night. The smells, the sounds, seriously, nothing is quite the same as camping, is it. Such a pity that it is so out of fashion to rough it a little. I remember tiny tents, hard mattresses, warm sleeping bags and no luxuries. These days tents are almost castles, for crying out loud.

Still coughing a lot but it is slowly, oh so slowly, getting less bad, at least.

There were dog feeding sessions, of course. Visiting dogs to walk. Harvests to gather in the yard. And laundry to do. On the most part the past two days were spent moving from one sick person to the next, and writing. The latter a good, thing, the first just time consuming. Seriously, I can hardly wait getting to work on something physical one of these days.

Might have another job some day soon. Building a shed, probably, we’ll see. It’ll be about a week’s work, so that’s not bad for the finances. What with all the vet bills, the hospital visits and of course the monthly expenses, savings are horribly depleted.

Well, that’s about all she wrote on my part. It’s past midnight again, and I for one, am running on fumes…had to go out for two small donations, two days in a row, so…I’ve had it for now. Time for bed.