That car again...blast!

Song of the day: “So long Marianne” by Leonard Cohen. I know. That’s a depressing artist to have in your head, but there you have it. For as far as songs go, it is not all that bad.

So I had planned to do my blog in pictures today, but now I cannot find my blue tooth connection so that’s out. Stupid little gadget. Why do they make the things so tiny anyway?

Yesterday, after a most atrocious rainstorm that actually filled the basin halfway in less than an hour, it was an absolutely gorgeous day. We spent it putting up more glass in the greenhouse and can now officially say that half of the roof is up and that it looks gorgeous. I know. Pictures. I’ll get to them, I swear…if my phone doesn’t get eaten, or something. *Sigh*

Today is a working day for me, by the way, so I am endeavoring to keep it short. Bear with me.
Let’s see if the distributor remembered to take everything he was supposed to this time, or if I am spared the extra work another week or so. Haha. You’ll hear soon enough, really…well, maybe not. It is going to be a harrowing week.

First off, tonight there is the route. Followed by maybe the second one, but the village anyway (keeping my fingers crossed for sunshine) even though it will be a national holiday. I’m going to have to talk about that with the distributor by the way. Hmmm. After that there will undoubtedly lots to do when we get home, and with a little luck we’ll get some writing or editing done. Then, Wednesday we’ll have to get up early to drive to Malaga, because there is something wrong with the Land Rover again. Aaargh. (I’ll get back to that.) Then, ASAP we have to leave to Marbella (60 km between) to pick up our friend, which we won’t manage in time at all, but we’ll try. By then I hope all the necessities have been taken care of for this week and we’ll be able to continue with the greenhouse, or something.

Okay, the car. For the past week the oil light has been burning off and on. On the most part when there are big vibrations. On the most part we suspect that it is a broken switch/valve, or a short, but it sure isn’t safe to leave such a thing to chance. The leak in the cooling system is also concerning, considering the darn 1.5 L tank emptied in just three days, darn it. Ah well, no sense thinking about that now. We’ll see how it goes Wednesday.

Edits went well for the past couple of days. Went well past the halfway through mark so soon I’ll be able to resume writing, what with the three extra scenes we thought of during the edits. So far we only found three inconsistencies in the plot, which have already been resolved, thank you very much.

There were harvests, nice lunches of fresh veggies, and dinner as well, and on the overall busywork that I just won’t bore you with right now.
The temperatures are rapidly dropping. Now the evenings are ‘round 15 Celsius (59 F), which I find downright chilling. As of yesterday, I have my winter blanket on again, which is rather wonderful. The dogs love it to, snuggling up to us happy as you please.

I did some more kick boxing, which was wonderful as usual. I am feeling much better since picking it up again after a year without. I think that the mentality of the sport does me well, because depression is less of a problem when I diligently hit that ball. Hah.

Well, that will be all for now. So much to do, so little time. Guess I’ll be back ‘round Wednesday at the latest.

Walk alone! Yay!!!

Song of the day: “We will rock you” by Robbie Williams. Of course the official one is by Queen, but what the heck.

Lots of little chores going on at the moment, finishing off with stuff that has been lying about for months now, just because we’ve been so busy. Getting an old TV up to tenant’s apartment, because hers is on the fritz. Taking an old closet apart in the guest room, because it annoyed our weekly visitor.

I went through our winter clothes supply...eight massive crates of them...sorted through the keepers and that ones that would be suitable for the sibs their venture at the market, and ended up with a full box that they could take along.
Though the weather was downright pleasant early in the morning, by the time I had sorted through the lot, I was standing in the full blare of sunlight again.

While busy, I also got stabbed by a wasp, which felt like someone used a whip on the back of my hand. Now the stupid area has been rapidly swelling, and last night when I went to bed, it ached as if I’d slammed a hammer on it, or something. Now it just itches like a son of a gun.

Writing wise things are going slow. I really have to get used to this new writing style, because at the moment it is going in spurts. Every time I find myself getting into a nice flow, I have to remind myself to keep sentences short and basic, which of course wrecks the flow. I haven’t figured out a method yet, so it is a tad frustrating.
I’ll have to get back to you on how it is working out, ‘cause so far I’ve only managed about 14 or 16 pages. The story is there, sure. I just need to get it out.

Gardening: what with the weekend here, the sibs did the watering of the yard, of course, so big brother and I could focus more on the chores than usual. We finished the wall partition of the carport, meaning that we now have a beautiful barrier of wood where ugly fencing used to be. It looks really well.

Tenant had another breakthrough: Yesterday she walked All-By-Herself, thank you very much, and was thrilled. So was I. It was beautiful, in particular because after we bound her left arm up, she was even walking straight, all by herself, with only the stick to support her. It was beautiful, I almost shot up, and she did. Here she’d thought that she’d never manage to walk alone again. Hah. I would like tell those physical therapists to go F themselves, but it really is not worth it. Tenant can do it, and that’s all that matters.

The freezer now has its first batch of bread in it, and if all goes well, we’re doing a harvest later on and those tomatoes will go into the deep freeze immediately. It’ll take some experimenting to see how it’ll work best. I am looking forward to soup later on.

We haven’t figured the wiring of the trailer out yet. We might end up rewiring the whole thing just to get it over with. Grandpa had another flat tire, this time the front, and since we couldn’t find the leaking spot we decided to just to stop the mess by getting a new one for that too. Since a new tube only costs about six bucks, it won’t kill us.

Well, I’ve got some writing to do. I’m getting out of here. See ya.