Weeknotes 65 - Remember shoes?
- Remember shoes? I usually wear mine with orthopaedic insoles, so when I suddenly switched to fluffy slippers or Just Socks I realised how much difference the stupid insoles actually make. So now I wear plastic Birkenstocks all day. Mine were about £20. They’re lightweight, washable, and my back, hips and knees are complaining a lot less.
- The other day I was cutting up a pineapple for sweet and sour sauce and thinking about how easy it is to cut pineapple. I was using a new, sharp knife which makes all prep a pleasure. God I love that knife. Matchstick sweet potato chips? No problem. Cube a butternut squash? Right on. Finely chop peppers and chillies for a marinade? It takes seconds. I love you knife.
- Who eats fresh pineapple in a lockdown? It was easier to get than beans, since Ocado set a limit of two tins per order.
- At the end of work on Wednesday I wrote an email about a certain decision and scheduled it to send on Thursday morning. Before it went out I woke up in the middle of the night knowing the decision was wrong. In my sleep I figured out what to say to the other people involved in the decision and how to write a better email than the one I had scheduled. Nice work night brain.
- My worst mundane dream ever was a detailed one about doing the tax self-assessment. I woke up and had to do the self-assessment again, this time for real. What a waste of effort.
- Before lockdown I suggested to my barber a cut that I could maintain myself if it ever came to this. He thankfully convinced me to live my life and wear my hair the way I like it, but reader, it came to this. My hair was so overgrown I just had to give myself a trim. It involved the use of an iPhone, an iPad and FaceTime to get a non-mirrored view at the back. Thanks to this innovative approach I managed to get a passable fade on back and sides. It’s not good, but it will do in crisis since it buys me another two to three weeks without having to wear a hat for video calls.
- In Animal Crossing my current house debt strategy is to treat it like an offset mortgage, ie. put all the bells into savings and only pay the loan back once I have more in savings than I owe to Tom Nook. That way my assets stay liquid for whenever I feel like gambling thousands on the stalk market.
- Does Blathers know that at night there’s an owl perched on the notice board? The owl does not speak. I worry that knowing this might mess him up.