It’s been another long week that has involved shift changes, covering sick people, and still being quite ill myself. The cold moved onto my chest, which, I felt, was unnecessarily evil for it to do so. It seems to be mostly lifting, however, with a hand from peppermint tea.
Turns out that it’s pretty good for disintegrating that nasty mucus that settles on you. I’m so glad because this cough has been doing an amazing job of keeping me up nearly every night or waking me hacking up my lungs and unable to breathe. Which is all probably very annoying for Mr Bear.
So yeah, I’m finally beginning to feel a bit better and it’s just in time for a friend getting in touch about meeting tomorrow. It’s been quite a few years since I’ve seen her so it should be pretty nice to catch up. I don’t get a lot of time to catch up with friends.
My work schedule is never set in stone (a sad and sometimes tiring point to my job) and those few days off I do get are usually invested in writing or cleaning. All of which culminates in a pretty difficult calendar to work around.
So it will be nice to have a cuppa (perhaps not peppermint) and a catch up.
Despite the lack of time, I have managed to put some words in on Delivering Hope. A good few, actually, which means that we’re past the 20k point. Another 5k and we’ll be over halfway. I even found a spare few minutes to update my various social media sites with a new banner image:
With that in mind, I’m trying to sort out some pretty Halloween (& Christmas) promotional images for both myself and Katarr Kanticles Press. I’m hoping that these will entice new readers. I should have enough time to create these with work slowing down for the autumn, but I guess we’ll see as it hadn’t changed like I thought it would.
We’ve also had some familial upheaval. My older brother, whom I’ve mentioned before (especially in this post), has pretty much done it again. Turns out the other night that he got into a fight with my younger brother, which ended in him grabbing my younger brother by the throat before my mum told him he had to leave. I’ll add at this point that my older brother is forty.
[Sometimes it would be easier to have these two as brothers]
Now, it’s my understanding that most forty year olds are pretty clued in on life and mature, but I’m sad to say that the clearly isn’t the case with him. He doused my younger brother’s custom built computer in a cold shower to kill it and fixed all the doors on his car with glue before he took off. To me, that doesn’t sound clued in or mature.
At any rate, it gives me more reason to sadly distance myself from the brother I used to look up to when I was a little kid. It’s sad when things have to come to this, but I guess that’s the way it has to be.
Worse, it causes trouble up at my parents house because my mum sticks up for his ridiculous behaviour and my dad can no longer stand it (and my younger brother obviously isn’t too keen).
Anyway, that’s the end of the round up of the week!
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