The 1st & 2nd; Boy, did I feel like a willy.
The 1st of December. Food show day! So I got home last night about eleven, didn't get to sleep for ages, and was up early at seven. Bleah. I'm having Zopiclone tonight.
We were at Grandma's for 9 and it was freezing. I had to put a blanket over my legs for the car journey. When we arrived, I went straight to Starbucks for a peppermint mocha, then I got a programme and worked out where I wanted to go. Mainly cake-based stalls.
I bought three brownies - one from Gower Cottage, two from The Brownie Bar (triple chocolate and Nutella), a slice of chocolate rainbow cake from a coffee stand, a box of drinking fudge and a slice of salted caramel fudge from Fudge Kitchen, and some filter papers for my advent calendar. Then I was done! So I had to kill time until Mommy and Grandma were done, which I did by watching cooking demos and reading a book on my phone. I caught up with them for lunch (wild boar burger), then we came home.
I got to finally open my advent calendars! First coffee in my Christmas mug and biscuit. Super tasty. Then this afternoon has been lots of planning, and Ann and Tom came to visit the kittens again.
The 2nd of December.
Today has been exasperating and tedious. I had planned to spend my day doing loads of crochet, but very little has happened at all.
It was all because my phone kept crashing whenever I tried to use it, which was obviously infuriating. After trying the basic resetting, to no avail, I thought I was going to have to spend the day at the computer trying to back it up. So I put my diary (so I could type up a blog post), some crochet and some other bits and pieces in a bag and took it upstairs for the slog.
After having it plugged in for over an hour and the progress bar not moving while I typed, I gave up on that. I managed to somehow score a Genius Bar appointment at half three, so I then sat on my bedroom floor and plugged it into the wall while I tried to back it up over the WiFi. It actually got to about halfway, and part of me wanted sack off the Apple Store but thought I ought to go and get it checked out. If they told me to go away, back it up and come back that was fine, I just wanted to know how to resolve the issue.
Town was horrific, as expected on a Saturday afternoon, and I hated everyone, meandering aimlessly in my way. Still, got to the Apple Store, waited for twenty minutes, to find that many people have had this problem today! It's Apple's fault - they did something that made lots of phones crash and the way to fix it was a software update. Because I hadn't had a notification, I didn't check for an update. Boy, did I feel like a willy. So the chap who was looking after me sat there and we waited for the update to happen while talking about security. Riveting.
Now I am home, all is sorted, and my back kills.