Friday, 13 March 2026

Friday 13th March - another dragon slayed

 I've finally got the receipts and invoices and account statements from the dentist for this year beaten into a form ready to submit to the dental insurance company. BB has endured a massive amount of dental work since last August (our insurance year runs from August every year) so in the end I was only able to claim for hygienist and checkup appointments - it won't be much, but it will be something! I'm so happy to shove the papers into the file marked TEETH and jam it back on the shelf.

Each task dispatched and filed away feels like another weight off my mind... the next ones are queuing up behind, though, jostling for attention. I've to do powers of attorney for us next. I did them for my father a couple of years ago and it wasn't too bad. I just need to step up, bite the bullet, grasp the nettle, etc, etc, etc...

Meanwhile I've b/rainspace for sewing again;


The next Quilt as you go square, ready for the backing to be sewn down. I'll need to unpin it, unfold the hems, trim the corners using the creases in the fabric as a guide, refold creating mitre corners, pin and stitch. That looks like a lot but isn't really. 

I've been spending too much time avoiding what I should be doing by reading  Shetland murder mysteries by Marsali Taylor; Buried in a Shetland Tomb, An Imposter in Shetland. I'm rereading the first in the series next, something to do with a Longship in the Shetlands. 

I'm going to try and back to regular blogging; it seems a little unfair not to make the effort, to 'show up' when I enjoy reading the blogs of those who do, like Ang. Time to emerge from my treacle well like the Dormouse in Alice in Wonderland. I've got that wrong, actually... I've just checked. He tells a story of three sisters whole live at the bottom of a treacle well and draw pictures of things beginning with the letter M, 'such as mousetraps, memory and muchness....' before the Hare and the Hatter stuff him into the teapot... I do hope the tea was only warm, not hot.

https://hornbakelibrary.wordpress.com/2016/05/24/spotlight-on-wonderland-the-dormouse/



I haven't listened to this in ages;

Thibaut Garcia describes Joaquín Rodrigo's Concierto de Aranjuez as "a superb example of Rodrigo’s musical language, which is unique and instantly recognizable." Discover his album centered around this magnificent work, with the Orchestre National du Capitole de Toulouse and Ben Glassberg:







16 comments:

  1. I'm finding it hard to get back into regular blogging, is it the weather (everything's the weather!), or is it just because there is little to say. I do admire Ang and others who faithfully post daily.

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    1. I used to feel a bit guilty if I missed a post (or missed church, or missed a daily exercise session). It's a little worrying how quickly one can get accustomed to that feeling until the guilt seems to disappear!!! It's time to have a little word with myself...!!!

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  2. I don't know that Shetland series. I'm sure there can be no family there who is untouched by murder, when you consider how many books have been written about death and violence there!! I hope it is all.fiction.

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    1. I've often wondered about all these books and TV series about violent death... I never read or watch anything about true life murder - the real thing is horrifying. But in stories... what is the fascination? There's a PhD thesis in there.

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  3. The quilt square looks good!
    Blog as you can. You have a lot on your plate and sometimes life takes up a lot of mental energy.

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    1. You're right. I've realised recently that this mental state has been creeping up on me since I reluctantly took over doing my father's convoluted finances for him back in 2023! I should have trained to be an accountant, not a music teacher!

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  4. Paper work is a job in itself isn't it, I have a 'shove it' box and leave everything till the guilt over takes me.. I too can be guilty of hiding inside a book!

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    1. Well, the guilt took over me at the beginning of last year, and I'm now emerging... 'ah, so this is what life is meant to be about!'

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  5. Paperwork is trying. Other people's paperwork is even more so. There's nothing reprehensible in taking time away.

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    1. I'm feeling as though it's time to stop hibernating and start embracing New Life! Get the paperwork sorted is part of that

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  6. Paperwork - grrrr!
    I do worry about who has to sort things out after my BiL dies, he opens stuff and just puts everything in a heap until it falls over then he moves it to another heap somewhere else. He's younger than me and has a younger sister so hopefully it will never be my job to sort.

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    1. He needs a huge 'shove it' hamper (see Chris's comment)! My godmother, bless her soul, left all her papers in neat folders for us to go through after her death.

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  7. That is great music to do housework to. 3 minutes plus a bit gives one just enough time to do a room :)

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    1. I never thought of timing myself for housework like that!

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  8. Sending hugs.
    There's a method of journalling where you just dump out all the things bothering you onto the page called morning pages. They suggest three pages, and when I've tried it I've found it really helpful to calm the chaos of a gazillion things waiting to be done. https://www.chriswinfield.com/morning-pages/
    Of course, I've let it lapse, but I want to start again. I found it helpful to scan it over and then transfer some bits to a to-do list.
    And you've already accomplished so much!

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    1. 'Morning pages' has been really helpful in the past for digging through the 'noise' and finding out what is as the root of whatever has been stirring around in my head. I usually found that it took about two and three quarter pages of drivel before clarity emerged! It's from a book called The Artists Way, a programme which I sort of followed.l some years ago. I did destroy the notebooks later!

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