Life has been remarkably quiet here at the Manor for the last while.
The only excitement [if you can call it that] was Daughter’s birthday. Out of respect for her I won’t mention what birthday it was but it is really fucking scary to realise your daughter is rapidly approaching middle age.
Paradoxically, while it has been a quiet week, I have been rather busy. Basically, I had to rip a website asunder and rebuild it because the original developer had piled in a ton of code that seemed to do nothing except slow the site down and force the site owner into paying for two separate hosting accounts, which was weird to put it mildly. I have just finished that little project and the site is now running happily [and about four times faster] in its new home.
I still haven’t done anything about the lawn mower, or indeed half a dozen other things. That can wait until tomorrow. Or maybe the day after. Or whenever.
That’s the lovely thing about life these days. There’s no urgency and everything can wait until tomorrow.