I'm a tad grumpy.
I have a cold. In summer. While I am taking time off.
So instead of taking long walks I have been Netflixing. And sneezing. And sweating. And sleeping.
And my bloody photography website has decided to disappear off the bloody web thing.
And I have just spent an hour trying to get my head around the dark art of advanced DNS settings and DNS types and destinations and christ knows what. And to make it worse...I probably won't know for 'up to 24 hours' if I have done it wrong.
Basically I feel like shit. But on the up-side everybody's birthdays are this week. So I have a fancy dress party to go to and a Sunday afternoon BBQ / buffet (weather dependent) to host. With a stinking cold.
And while we're on the subject of weather (don't split hairs..it got a mention)...what the crap is going on there? Firstly, we've been promised storms several times over the past couple of weeks - and we've had precisely two claps of thunder. And then the showers. From gorgeous blue skies - washing on the line - to seconds after the last peg is applied...the heavens open.
Of course...once you have rescued the washing...dumped it in the drier...and sat back down to Neflix....the sun is out again. In it's full glory.
Give me snow. At least in the winter I don't ever kid myself that the washing is going to be line-dried.
On a completely different subject. It is confirmed that Tilly (Border Collie no.2) hates my singing. She is fine with anything professionally recorded and played through the Sonos. But as soon as I start to sing...she howls. Whilst I'd like to think she's joining in...I suspect that she is actually just extremely stressed and distressed.
I don't have many photos on the MacBook. As for some reason my Photos are not linking to my Photos on the iMac. That little issue is for another day's Google.
But as there are no photos on here...today we simply get to see this...my box of snot rags.