For the first time in about 18 months I put a few paintings up for sale on my craft stall. These included the paintings I did yesterday and some from the last few years. There are a lot of varied images and ideas. I used to be able to paint almost anything but since I’ve developed a shake in my arm I’ve found it more and more difficult to paint accurately. I’m frustrated but I won’t give up yet. Maybe I will get some treatment? Hope so.
I just went out to go to choir practice. I happened to look at one of the tyres and realised it looked odd. It was flat. It had gone down overnight. I think I will have to get it down to the garage to get it checked (I’ve not had it for long). I hope it’s something that can be fixed. I have some tyre weld but when you use that it can be very messy when you replace the tyre later. I hope it will be OK tomorrow.
Tool of my trade…. But its stopped working! The light has gone out. I tried changing USB ports but then the computer said the port is not recognised? WTF… Sorry to swear, but I was in the middle of creating a Dragon Zine. I’d cropped all my photos, all I have to do is click and drag them into place… I can use my stylus from my tablet, but when I tried to click with it, it just drew lines? Argh! Will anything go right? I want to print off batches of four photos then cut them to size nd glue them down. The idea was if I did them inA6 I could fit four to an A4 page and save paper…. Grrr!
Retail therapy, that’s what women shopping is something called. And yes sometimes going out and buying things can be fun. But it’s not something I can afford to do all the time.
Normal household shopping is more mundane. How many tins of beans or loaves do I need this week. Will I need to go out more than once? How long will things last?
My hubby says he hates shopping. So I asked him if he thought I enjoyed it? We don’t have the skills to order on line and I prefer to vary what I get. I like variety when I shop and seeing the things that are there.
But shopping is not a pleasure. Its a chore. Like washing up or doing the dishes.
Let me let you into a secret. Women are not genetically programmed to do household chores. We are not robots, not domestic goddesses not slaves or maids. If we have partners they should share the work. Just because women have generally always managed household chores doesn’t mean they always will do or should.
I can’t understand why you can call a woman a ‘slut’ for having an untidy or messy home, but you can’t use the same expression for men? Why are women picked on?
‘Treat them mean, keep them keen’ ? No ‘Treat them fair, do your share!’ Should be the slogan!
Note to self, don’t leave your glasses on the side of the armchair, my hubby sat on them. The little screw that holds the frame together has disappeared. I can’t see it anywhere. I looked at taking the screw out of an old pair, but my small screwdriver is too big. So I’ve sellotaped the lens in place but that’s unwrapping as it gets warm. Why do things have to go wrong!
Someone asked if there should only be self service tills in supermarkets. I aid no. I went to our local supermarket yesterday evening. I had to get a lot of stuff so we got a trolley. Have you ever tried balancing everything from your trolley on the tiny platform at the self service till? balancing it and then putting it in bags and balancing them on the other tiny platform that weighs your goods? It was crazy. There was one woman helper. She had to let me move stuff so I could carry on.
Plus it puts decent people out of work!
I was going to enter a couple of paintings to the three counties open this year. I thought the closing date was 30th June, but it turns out I had misread the email. The closing date has gone, it was the 20th. The work will be on display from the 30th of July 2021. I am a little annoyed with myself. I knew it was soon but I’ve been busy. I’m very disappointed. I could try next year. But that’s a year away! Grrrr!
I’m confused, this is my confused face. I can’t find some of my settings although this seems to be the classic version of WordPress I am still irritated and lost. Bits of information and buttons are missing….
Why mess it up? I’m getting too fed up with it! Not a good attitude for a happy new years eve.
I was hoping for a new layer of snow instead we got mist. There is still a bit of lying snow but the roads and pavements are clearer. Might go for a walk later….
Apart from that WordPress has reverted to block editor again…. Clearly they don’t like us old fuddy duddies that prefer the classic version. Grr….
On New year’s eve, without announcement, suddenly my phone version of WordPress switched over to block editor. But I like the classic version. I know how to use it. The new version looks childish somehow. Too simplified? There is something about it that upsets me. It’s not what I chose. It doesn’t look right. I don’t need massive icons to see what I’m doing. It feels dumbed down.
And why change it without asking? No notification…. On a busy day. The last of 2020, with a million things to do. The last thing I need is to have to relearn what I’m doing here. WORDPRESS PLEASE NOTE : I’M A BLOGGER NOT AN EDITOR. AND I DON’T LIKE NASTY LITTLE SURPRISES. Who decides these things anyway? I pay enough for my plan not to be messed up about! Happy NEW Year for tomorrow. Don’t spring anything else like this on me, PLEASE!