I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

It's not a bad day out there today, for November. Not as nice as yesterday, when it was in the mid-50's F. But, I'll take 40's F in November. It's become rather dark and overcast now, but, at least it's not snowing.

Doing better, but not great. Up and about a little, but only for a few minutes here and there. It's going to take a day or two for me to tidy the flat, possibly longer. I can't stand or sit upright for long, unfortunately. But, I'm trying.

I hadn't been able to clean the flat in several days--at one point, I couldn't even get up out of bed to answer the phone, which was only on the desk, which is sitting near my bed's foot board.

Still can't sit in the chair for long, to type or make calls or whatever, but I think I'll be OK soon. This wasn't a lot of giggles, and I hadn't expected my back injury to return so soon. I have no idea what may have triggered it again. It felt fine on Wednesday.

I found a fairly comfy position on the sofa, tho' I'm not much of a tele watcher, and I'm often simply dozing in the silence (when Flame isn't meowing), or listening to music from the bedroom and reading.

I did manage to take a load of laundry down to the washer-dryer in the basement, but I'm 50 cents shy of doing a 2nd load (no coin changers here), so until I'm well enough to move about better and start walking, I can't get any change until I go to the shops for it. And, I guess the laundry will just have to pile up...again.

Not a very exciting post, but then I'm not a very exciting person.

Never catch me on any reality programme, ha-ha. Have a good week, all.

I was up and about a bit, today...tho' sitting in my desk chair is still a bit of a problem, hence my silence on my blog.

After a frustrating almost 2 hour wait to get a cab for an all of 3 min. cab ride to the shop round the corner--which cost $12, aks: highway robbery, I was able to get some things I desperately needed...like kitty litter, can't live in a tiny flat without kitty litter.

But, it wasn't easy, shopping with a wonky painful hip, let me tell you!

But the really BIZZARE thing, was...well, picture this: a fat Babushka-looking woman wearing farm duds and almost bent over double w/pain.

I was standing in the till queue, wearing my old, worn Lee Rider jeans with the rolled up cuffs and a black hoodie--with the John Deere tractor logo on it, bearing the historically improbable slogan of: "Making Big Ol' Tractors Since 1837."

The hip and trendy-looking black lady in line next to me, looked me up and down with a snort of derision ("Huh!") that said more than most of the Adirondack redneck grunts which I was used to, ever could. Very rude, but I just grinned at her and shook my head in that reproachful way I learned from my late mum--in reality, I wanted to be rude back, but I wasn't feeling up to behaving like a fellow arsehole, just then.

Anyway, I'm at the till of the little general merchandise shop, and the till clerk, whose name is apparently, "S___," starts chatting me up. Seriously!

I mean, all I want to do is get another cab and go home, put the shopping away, down some more aspirin, and pass out on the sofa. And, here is this bearded middleage bloke, the only clerk on at the shop, whom ignores the other customers, and starts chatting me up! Blimey!

Trust me, even if I wasn't a dedicated genuine old maid, I would NOT be looking for love in the local equivilent to a Woolworth's!

While resting my back, I watched Collision on PBS tonight, really great! Nice to have BBC shows back in my life, again, really lovely. And no, I didn't squee or swoon at David Tennant's presenting skills, but I have to admit he does have a heck of a presence.

So, I'm really very sad to have not been able to see my beloved Who tonight..being 3000 miles acoss the Atlantic is a big bar to that. At least I got to watch SOMETHING by the BBC, bless.