This has been a tumultuous week, and one in which I was worried I would be lost, then (a mere day later) was exploded into a sky full of stars and *glitterysparklytwinklygoodness*. I can’t even begin to adequately sum it up, which is a pathetic reason for not writing an overview, but suffice it to say I’m going on HOLIDAY this week, so I won’t be around, and my brain is full of packing yet to be done, summer clothes yet to be found, and a way to tetris it all into my car…
Which is my way of apologising because as far as I’m aware, the place we’re staying is sans wifi, so whilst I LOVE that the TToT can still go ahead without me, I’ll be sad because it IS going ahead without me, and I will miss you all. Forgive me for not being able to comment this week!
1. Getting The Map – Having established that I *will* come to America in autumn of 2015, I got stuck on the point of what route to take around the country in a sensible order, which allowed a number of my bloggy friends to offer to let me stay with them, transport me between locations, feed me and generally ensure my wellbeing during my tour. Fortunately, my wonderful friend and co-Bard, Zoe, came up with a plan. The plan began with a map, which she sent, and I missed the delivery of.
So it was that on Saturday afternoon last week, I hauled out my bicycle and decided to kill two birds with one stone by cycling over to the next town to the delivery company’s depot to pick up the parcel. A map shouldn’t be too big for a bike, right?
The box was the length of the bicycle; a giant, unmanageable cardboard prism of mappy goodness. I didn’t quite faint from frustration (seeing as the day was one of the most humid I’d encountered, and I near enough needed gills, not lungs, on the way there) – I wiped the sweat from my brow, steeled myself, and opened the package in the depot. Out came a small, neat cylindrical map. WHY so much box? So I wiped my brow and decided that I shouldn’t need to fold the map (sacrilege!) and popped it upright in my pannier, secured it with a useful cord, wiped my brow and went on my merry way.
Now I just need some stickers to put on the towns of the people whose houses I’m going to crash…
2.Writing fiction again – the lovely Laura wrote a stunning piece for Tipsy Lit’s flash fiction prompt last week. Having commented on it, she charged me with joining in. So I duly waited until the appointed day and headed over to find a prompt which left me perturbed – ‘impossible choices’. Without resorting to sci-fi (the red pill or the blue pill?) or tongue-in-cheek (cake or ice-cream?), I decided that there were only so many impossible choices to choose from, and they all seemed to involve death, so I cheated and wrote a cliffhanger. But it was great fun and I loved doing it. I also probably paid more attention to editing (before I hit ‘publish’) and crafting my piece to fit the 500 word limit than I have thus far. It seemed to pay dividends, given the feedback. If you fancy it, have a read of ‘Until death do us part’.
3. BEACH – next week – my holiday. Five walking minutes from sand and shoreline and WONDERFULNESS. I can’t wait. We’re going to be with Niece and Neff, and I hope there will be many moments which step outside time, to turn into perfect memories with them. But there will be waves and seagulls and seashells and the sound of the earth breathing gently upon its edges
4. Family (see above (really? Yes – that’s all))
5. The Perfect Thursday, with love wrapping me around and boosting me on, topped by a surprise present (full of beauty and meaning and perfection), which exploded my heart into *glitterysparklytwinklygoodness* and then a late-night picnic at the beach with Husby, and a swim in the warm sea as the stars came out. Which was like being in a sky full of stars, but in the sea, and so it was perfect. This seems an utterly inadequate paragraph to describe just how deliriously happy the events of this perfect Thursday made me, but for once, I don’t want to tell all. I want to keep these things snuggled tight to my heart, and have them as *justmine*. And that’s okay, because yaknow what? It’s my blog and I’ll do what I wanna…
6. Finally getting my knee seen to – it is now awaiting an MRI scan for what *might* be (in the doctor’s considered, medical opinion) some kind of ‘snaggle’ behind the kneecap. Oy! But it’s been sore!
7. Small changes for big differences. Or bigger changes for small ones. We shall see and time will tell, and at this stage I don’t know if things are finely controlled or teetering, but it’s okay – there’s enough of me to manage it. As long as the knee holds up. I’m being talked through it all, which helps.
8. Glitterbombed, on Monday, courtesy of the wonderful Katia (sans glitter, but there’s still enough around the house, in the bed, in the shower, to compensate – which I finally vacuumed up today *sigh* because it really, really needed it by now!)
9. If you didn’t see it yet, go and learn about How To Be A Proper English Lady In America – there is an INCREDIBLY funny video there, courtesy of Aussa and Gigi. And if you didn’t read this week’s Guest Bard, Twindaddy, over at the Well Tempered Bards – GO! Now! I’ll wait for ya
10. Not only did I end up having an inadvertent most-of-the-afternoon off work on Friday (I accidentally ran the battery down in the van by leaving the fan a *tiny bit* going, and it died when I tried to leave to get back to the hospital for team training. My team were very kind about it, and I got to lounge around in the cab for two hours, chatting on my phone with Zoe and Hasty and Beth, and we had a grand old time, til I finally got rescued by the Man With The JumpStart Kit!