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Weeknotes #465

Monday — This cold is hitting me hard, feels like the walking ‘flu. Work is a drudge. A chicken and chickpea curry for dinner helps me breathe a bit easier, but it never lasts long enough.

Tuesday — A half-six start at the makeshift home office is probably not a good recipe for recovery, is it? After that stress, I don’t know what to do with myself for the rest of the day. But I feel so crap that it’s probably for the best.

Wednesday — Not the greatest of days, but I do discover that it’s only a 20-minute walk from the new place to the Blanchardstown Centre. Well, the Westend Retail Park, but close!

Thursday — On the mend, finally. But I’m still keeping the ibuprofen handy.

Shopping for housewares odds and ends in the afternoon, then out to Raheny for a flying visit, and we take the train home for a change. It’s cheaper than the bus, and quicker too.

Dinner presents an opportunity to try out the new mandoline. I can confirm that it produces perfect onion rings.

Discovery of the day: Google Street View now works for Dublin! There’s the house I grew up in! And there’s the new place! I see lots of exploring in my future…

Friday — Office, groceries, bank then home for a little while. The weather is still really weird: warm in the sun, and humid, then suddenly chilly in the shade.

Back to town in the evening to drop off the keys for the old place. Feels strange to say, but I don’t really miss it; I think I fell out of love when the noisy neighbours took hold. Can’t blame the landlord for that, though.

Saturday/Sunday — A weekend of not-much-really, which is just what the doctor ordered. Doesn’t make for an interesting diary, I’ll admit, but the downtimes make the rest stand out.