Busy…

… Much like I busied myself.

Well. I started the day busy. (Himself is very much off piste).
Between Florencings I cleaned the oven and microwave. I washed and ironed everything, even from the very bottom of the linen basket (the things you only use once a year and forget about; they just inhabit the bottom of it, like rooted giant sea spiders. Red things. Awkwardly shaped things. Stiff linen things and no washing instruction things. And a sock. Always a sad sock, grieving for a partner). And I baked.
I started the cryptic crossword (we usually do it together, so I felt I was cheating to do it alone). The crossword is a delight to us but, it needs careful management; complete it too quickly and what do you do for the rest of the lunchtimes of the week? Don’t get going until Tuesday and you’re under pressure!
I have also discovered all manner of new word games to play on my phone (thank you family).

I’m trying to ignore a sore throat…