We had a lovely relaxing weekend, for a change … well, apart from the poet pulling his back while packing to come home Friday morning. That wasn’t very relaxing, but he just wanted to get home.
The traffic was very bad in Doncaster when I went to pick him up, so because of that he chose to drive home as he knows the streets quite well and could make snap decisions depending on the traffic ahead. Sitting in the car seat gave him his first relief with the back pain, so that was useful.
We had a quick tea, got ready and went out to see a band we haven’t seen before at our soon-to-be ex-most-local working man’s club. The band was quite good, but sitting on the hard chairs wasn’t, so we came home not long after the second set had started.
On Saturday we had a lazy start but did manage the shopping. We also had some terrific news. Those competitions I insist on doing every day? I won Take a Break’s Big Relax cash competition. The money will pay for much of the wedding, and as soon as it comes in we’re getting the wedding rings.
On Saturday evening we headed over to our soon-to-be new neighbourhood to join the local Round Table’s fundraising bonfire and fireworks display. It was too busy for us to get anything to eat, but we got there just in time to see them light the bonfire and we enjoyed all of the fireworks display.
The pictures aren’t great (apart from the first one), but they give a feel of the evening.
I love Bonfire Night and we should have gone to an organised event last year, but we couldn’t afford it. We were determined to go to at least one event this year and, if he gets back on time on Wednesday, we may manage another.
On Sunday we didn’t do a thing. Well, we did, actually, but we were so chilled and relaxed about it that the batteries really were recharged. While the poet pushed a vacuum cleaner around (I don’t do vacuum cleaners …) I went through the food cupboard and chucked out all the out of date stuff. I’m determined not to take any old or opened foodstuffs to the new house with us as we’re not sure how much kitchen storage we have there.
After he pushed Henry around, the poet also made bread. Then we had an hour in Abbey Road – him in the recording studio and me doing NaNo.
This morning I dropped him off at the station again and when I got back I did my daily competitions (!) and then I turned some author revisions around so another book can go off to print.
Over the weekend I won 3 new jobs as well as the big one that I heard about last week. All of those jobs are now in and I’m going to do the smallest of those this afternoon. I’ve already done today’s NaNoWriMo and am feeling quite chuffed with myself.
I now have a very busy week ahead with all of this new work on top of the existing work. I’d best crack on.
And we’re off …
We’re having a very busy life here in Baggins Bottom. Both of us have been busy one way or the other, with the poet on his way to Scotland again this morning.
He started to feel better on Friday after a good rest and some medication. Thanks to everyone who sent him good wishes. He was able to come out with me for an hour, and then he had a gig Friday night in Doncaster, which went very well considering.
On Saturday we drove down to Birmingham as we were taking Mom and Dad out to see something. They seemed to like what they saw, so we’re keeping our fingers crossed that they’re able to do something about it.
On Saturday evening we had another gig. this time more locally. A few of our friends came to this one and we had a good time.
On Sunday we treated ourselves to brunch out and did some shopping. Once that was put away, the poet relaxed some more on the settee, and I finished off some loose ends with work. He even cooked us a nice lamb dinner.
I finished all of the hard copy edits on the historical novel and today I hope to clear the electronic edits. Then I start the first of a new hard copy edit for the next historical non-fiction on the list.
Other jobs this week include the usual boot camp, which from Wednesday will include practice for NaNoWriMo 2014. Now I’ve got into the swing of allocating 2 hours per day to my own writing, I hope I have a more successful challenge than in previous years. I think I’m going to work on Catch the Rainbow.
Thank you to everyone who took part in the poll 2 weeks ago. The general consensus (87.5%) is that I leave everything exactly as it is with a couple of comments that maybe I could make the pictures smaller or provide a link, and maybe have different topics each day. There was 1 vote for less frequency of posts, and 1 vote for less personal posts. I think I’m going to stick to 3 posts per week, though, as that’s a nice rhythm and fits in with other regular chores. I’ll see what I can do about making them a little less personal.
Mondays, then, will be a roundup of the weekend and the week ahead. Wednesdays will be diary of a scaredy cat, with writing updates. Fridays will be a roundup of the week and the weekend ahead. During mammoth writing marathons, however, such as NaNoWriMo, I’ll try to post the little man with the latest word count. If you like him, please visit Writertopia to see if you’d like one too.
We had another very busy weekend with 3 birthdays, 2 guests and 1 meal out all celebrated Friday night. We also visited parents in Doncaster twice, went shopping twice, went to 1 gig, and visited parents in Solihull. (Dad says it’s not Birmingham, which it isn’t, so …)
It was quite the mad rush as we had to tidy the house a bit on Friday and sort out additional sleeping arrangements before even going to collect 2 of the poet’s kids. We saw the third while at his parents, and his grandaughter, and took one of them to the station on Saturday to meet his girlfriend. We had a very nice meal and I got to bring home giant cake, so I was very happy. They also put some gammon into a doggy bag for us to bring back for Rufus. He enjoyed that.
On Saturday, when we got the day to ourselves back (at about 3pm), we did a little more shopping, this time for the cats, and we had a chill night in front of the telly, which was lovely.
Sunday was a very early start for us as the poet was accompanying my dad to the national service memorial day celebrations at the national arboretum in Alrewas. Ian wanted to have a look around and take some pictures before the service, as it was his first time there. Then they took their places in the VIP seats right beside the national servicemen’s memorial.
We haven’t collected the pictures from his camera yet, but here’s one that I took when I was there in June 2011. The wreath says “We Also Served”.
I had a few hours with my mom, then we collected a Chinese on our way home and had another chill evening.
This morning, before going back to work, we moved the spare “bed” out of Abbey Road again, so that I could get to my desk and work.
Today I have electronic edits to finalise, then I hope to start a new proofreading job in the next few days and a new editing job. My old diary finishes today, so tomorrow I’ll be starting a shiny new one.
Tomorrow also sees the start of Camp NaNo (July 2014) – and I’m ready.
We have a very busy month ahead as we’re off on our holidays right in the middle of it. We have lots to do before then too.
Who remembers this little guy?
Well, he’s gonna be back over the next 31 days, so keep an eye out for him. 🙂