Winter’s log, earthdate 201602.28

Well, here we are, back from Draenor, at long last! We both died once – I think Mouselet just got overwhelmed at one point, and died – and I only just managed to “Feign Death” in time! When I did die, I don’t really know what happened – and neither does Julian, who was with me! We were just going along, doing what we always do in Draenor – killing nasties, looting, skinning, mining, chopping down trees, and picking pretty flowers. This particular time, we were simply obeying our quest givers, and killing a lot of nasty creatures – as one does – and we were doing quite well – no problems, no mob too big or too small – everything was going well… and then, all of a sudden, I was dead! I’d been keeping an eye on my health bar, and it was fine – we were in the middle of a very ordinary, run-of-the-mill fight, with the three of us – Wynterthyme, Boojums, and Mouselet – fighting against three very ordinary opponents (that is, no “specials”, or named mobs or anything) as we usually do. We were more than holding our own against them (as we usually do) and as I said – everything was progressing “as normal”, for a fight like that. Neither of us even saw what happened – one second I was killing monsters, the next, I was dead! To show you how “normal” and easy the fight had been, Mouselet was able to dispose of the miscreants on his own in very short order, brushed the dust off his jacket, and resurrected me. I’d turned off my experience gaining ability last night because Mouselet was falling behind a little – I play much more often than Julian, and because just about everything in the game is geared towards gaining experience – from picking flowers and completing quests, to killing nasty mobs – I was going up in leaps and bounds, and he… wasn’t. Anyway, I turned it off last night until he caught up with me, experience-wise, which he did this afternoon, and now we’re both about even again. We both dinged level 99, so we only have one more level to go to get to the magickal cap of level 100 – hey! Maybe when we do get to level 100, we could change our Guild name to “The 100”, just like the TV series! (nah, only kidding, Joyce! 😉 ) We finished off The Spires of Arak, the zone we’d been playing in all day, and have finally moved on to the next zone, Nagrand, where we had a quest to bump off the first Boss mob on the border of the zone, then we made a mad dash for the first Alliance Flight Point, at a place called “Talaar”. So far, most of this zone appears to be Horde, and not really knowing our way around the place yet, we were probably extremely lucky to have reached Talaar at all, as we went running helter-skelter through just about every single Horde village and town we could find, trying as best we could to outrun the trains of angry Orcs that came chasing after us! Still, we made it, added the Flight Point to our maps, and very quickly Hearthed back to our Garrison(s) Anyway, getting that Flight Point was a nice bonus – now when we play again next Sunday, it’ll be a lot easier to get back to Nagrand! So – once again, a good time was had by all, we only died once (each) and we went up a level! We are well pleased! 🙂

Our lovely cleaning lady will be here tomorrow morning, and it’ll be nice to have a clean floor again in my bathroom. I hadn’t realised, when I chose those very, very light grey, marbled tiles, that they would show up every teeny-weeny little speck of dandruff, shed eyelashes, tissue dust, and denim-blue jeans lint! Nor the fact that the equally very, very light grey and slightly marbled vanity top would be so difficult to keep clean! Oh, it looks clean alright, but if you run the palm of your hand over it, you can feel all the little bumps and lumps of “not quite shiny-slippery clean bench top surface” My mother was a great stickler for “clean”, and “neat”, and “tidy”, as well as the sort of person whose motto was “no speck of dust, no matter how tiny, has any place in my house!” Well, I’m very happy to say that although I grew up with it, that sort of attitude to cleanliness and tidiness was mostly water off a duck’s back to me – but one thing I’m afraid did stick with me, and that’s the ability to see, and feel, every teeny little bit of grit, grime, and grunge that happens to be under my hands! I spend a bit of time every morning cleaning the bathroom bench top… :/ But I digress… I still haven’t heard back from Clarke, so one of us will give him a ring tomorrow – I’m getting just a bit tired of having to roll up a perfectly good towel to shove against the bottom of the shower door so that the water doesn’t drain out into the rest of the bathroom, and having one pretty much useless deep drawer (I was supposed to have two deep drawers, for tall bottles and cans of hairspray and stuff, but this one, for some unknown reason, has a sloping base and is absolutely no use to anyone except as a waste paper bin!) not to mention that all of the other drawers have to be really shoved hard to get them to close, even though they’re supposed to be “self-closing”! Hopefully these little flaws can be fixed sooner rather than later…

Food stuffz: last night we had Julian-made hamburgers – well, maybe they’re more like “large meatballs” than the flattish sort of hamburgers that one eats in buns with lettuce and tomatoes and stuff – but whatever you want to call them, they were very delicious! We had them with sugar-snap peas, half a tomato, and mashed potatoes. We both had some more of the low-fat “Coles brand” rice custard for dessert – it’s lower in calories than the low-fat yoghurt, and it’s very creamy and delicious – if you haven’t tried it yet, you probably should! Lunch today was another nice wrap, with basil pesto, ham, tomato, red capsicum batons, and Halloumi cheese – very, very yummy! Sunday night is starting to become omelet night, so that’s what we had tonight, and for dessert I had two small fresh apricots, and a blueberry Chia Pod. Julian also found three figs on the branches hanging over the back fence, which he picked, to save them from the birds, but they weren’t quite ripe enough to eat tonight (which is why I had the apricots!) but I think that two of them should be about ripe enough to eat by tomorrow night – I hope so, anyway! 🙂

Weigh-in this morning. Was a bit of a shocker! Oh well, I wanted to go up – a bit, but I certainly wasn’t expecting almost a full kilo! I went up eight points, from 62.0kg to 62.8kg, all in one foul swoop! I guess that just goes to show how many calories are in a salted caramel brownie, and a rather buttery chicken and pesto toastie, despite all the standing and walking and wrestling with the trolley… Julian thinks it’s most likely fluid, because even a buttery chicken and pesto toastie and a salted caramel brownie shouldn’t put on almost a full kilo overnight – but, we’ll see what tomorrow brings… but I’ll be back to the Ryvita crispbreads and the low-fat ricotta again for a couple of days, anyway, I think…

So, apart from the cleaning lady in the morning, and Josh’s visit in the afternoon, I think I have pretty much the rest of the day to myself. Of course, it’s Settlement Day for the Doncaster apartment around noon tomorrow, and then Settlement for the house in Adelaide the next day (Tuesday) – they’re not so much “sad” days, as perhaps “reflection and remembrance” days – time to think back on everything that happened in those two homes, the good things as well as the bad and sad things, because everything that happened in them, all our memories, even if sometimes (or even a lot of the time) our memories are a bit “rose-tinted” if not with what actually happened, but with what we imagined, or would have liked to have happened, it’s all these little memories, tinted or not, that make us the people we are today. And on that somewhat slightly whimsical and philosophical note, that’s about it from me again for tonight! 🙂 Don’t forget to drop in again tomorrow night to find out what on earth my weight thinks it’s doing, how Arisnoë’s struggle to get to level 90 is going, and whether the Settlement for Doncaster went through without any hitches! However, until tomorrow night, please do try to bee good, don’t forget that the only disability in life is a bad attitude… and remember to look after yourselves, to always drive carefully, and to keep cool – or warm – depending on the weather… but above all, please remember to stay safe! 🙂 ciao, all! 🙂

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