Categories: music, books, computer
Date: 07 May 2012 13:12:38
Ahem...
Yes, well, that was a waste of 12 days! Still, my doctor now recognises me, my sickness record is well and truly shot to pieces, but I've saved some money on travel. My sofa and I have never had so much quality time together, and I've never been out of the house so little in All My Born Days.
Normal service is resuming, though. A little removing of the dust and cobwebs, a little hoovering, a little cleaning of the toilets has taken place... Scrabble opponents are muttering darkly about being beaten again... ("I'll tell the doctor you're really, really not well, I've just won three games in a row." offered one opponent after the first dreadful appointment where I was all ready to change doctor. Things improved on the second visit, thankfully. This surgery is within walking distance but also on a direct bus route when I'm not well. Which, on the whole, is my state when I require a doctor. But, then I plan my life around the Number 11 bus.)
However, I do not wish to over-do things and give myself a relapse. (As happened with the Great Flu Dramas of 2008/09 and 1990.) So, I'm sitting quietly, (when not blogging, checking the whole of the Internet, replying to the pile of e-mails that has accumulated, ) with a pile of hymn books, contentedly adding to my Index of Indices. I did bits of it somewhere in those 12 days, but I can attest to being so much better as I've added over 300 hymns this morning, whereas I was averaging 20 or so, then needing an hours nap. Admittedly, today I am tackling a book that is in alphabetical order, and with lots of hymns that don't have alternative titles, so am kind of speeding along the spreadsheet column with ease. Two days ago, it was also alphabetical order, but with loads of alternative titles. Maybe it was a bit over-ambitious to go for a seasonally arranged book when Not At All Well. It also took a couple of hours to untangle the messes created by inserting cells and not rows...
I've also got ammunition for my students who are grumbling madly about having to work with spreadsheets - I keep telling them they are beautiful, and they don't believe me. Never mind, they've had a fortnight off me and my inanities, it's back to normal tomorrow!
But, for today, I will continue with the quality time with my sofa.