[134/365] a sunny Eurovision day
May. 14th, 2022 11:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cosmolinguistI slept badly (never a good sign when mother_bones has to come check on me and Gary the nights he's with me! even if I was dressed and just about ready to open the door when she knocked on it) and when I got downstairs I almost immediately broke the kettle.
It was one of those that's almost all glass, except for the lid and the base. I bumped it very gently on the cupboard above it as I was lifting it up to fill it, and the glass spout hit it just wrong: a few shards flew off but there was also a big crack in it.
Not a great way to start the day. It didn't feel like a blindness problem, it was just a fluke thing that the same amount of pressure wouldn't have caused 99 times out of a hundred. But when combined with all the similar things that do happen to me because I am blind, it's hard not to overreact to them all.mother_bones was kind to me (TIL the kettle had been from an ex of hers so they'd had it for years and had never been overly bothered about it anyway) and I let myself be grumpy about it. She also ordered another kettle (Argos could get it to us the same day!) and I was once again grateful to live in a stable financial household where this is no more than a nuisance.
The new one isn't made of glass. Probably for the best.
The day picked up from there. The scaffolding guys finally took away the scaffolding that had been preventing us using our patio or even opening the door any further than the bare minimum needed for Gary to get it. The weather was lovely, we took Gary for more little walks than usual and when the last one was so nice we determined to take him on a big one to the park, and get some provisions for this evening along the way. We like to eat food from the Eurovision host country, which today meant pizza and wine and antipasti and ice cream. Nice low-effort dinner, after my busy week and before days of driving fordiffrentcolours who hates driving. At least I also got to make plans to see angelofthenorth, who's near to one of the places on our road trip.
It was a very mediocre Eurovision I thought -- I proclaimed it's the one that'd be on TV in The Medium Place -- and I'm baffled at how well the UK is doing in the jury votes, with its aggressively mediocre song. I've left the voting in disgust to come upstairs and pack for the road trip, which starts tomorrow.
mother_bones has to come check on me and Gary the nights he's with me! even if I was dressed and just about ready to open the door when she knocked on it) and when I got downstairs I almost immediately broke the kettle.It was one of those that's almost all glass, except for the lid and the base. I bumped it very gently on the cupboard above it as I was lifting it up to fill it, and the glass spout hit it just wrong: a few shards flew off but there was also a big crack in it.
Not a great way to start the day. It didn't feel like a blindness problem, it was just a fluke thing that the same amount of pressure wouldn't have caused 99 times out of a hundred. But when combined with all the similar things that do happen to me because I am blind, it's hard not to overreact to them all.
mother_bones was kind to me (TIL the kettle had been from an ex of hers so they'd had it for years and had never been overly bothered about it anyway) and I let myself be grumpy about it. She also ordered another kettle (Argos could get it to us the same day!) and I was once again grateful to live in a stable financial household where this is no more than a nuisance.The new one isn't made of glass. Probably for the best.
The day picked up from there. The scaffolding guys finally took away the scaffolding that had been preventing us using our patio or even opening the door any further than the bare minimum needed for Gary to get it. The weather was lovely, we took Gary for more little walks than usual and when the last one was so nice we determined to take him on a big one to the park, and get some provisions for this evening along the way. We like to eat food from the Eurovision host country, which today meant pizza and wine and antipasti and ice cream. Nice low-effort dinner, after my busy week and before days of driving for
diffrentcolours who hates driving. At least I also got to make plans to see angelofthenorth, who's near to one of the places on our road trip. It was a very mediocre Eurovision I thought -- I proclaimed it's the one that'd be on TV in The Medium Place -- and I'm baffled at how well the UK is doing in the jury votes, with its aggressively mediocre song. I've left the voting in disgust to come upstairs and pack for the road trip, which starts tomorrow.
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Date: 2022-05-16 05:48 am (UTC)Just not very memorable musically. Actually reminding myself of some of the songs from last year made me go listen to them now, and I don't think I'm going to be listening to many of this year's again (with the exception of Ukraine actually, and maybe Norway).
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Date: 2022-05-16 06:01 am (UTC)(Yes, not very memorable musically.)