So tired

I came home late (again) from work today. The fan offered to cook dinner, so I sat down with the crossword. I suddenly realised I've got no pressing chores: Christmas cards are all written and posted, cake made and covered in marzipan (and the icing can wait until Saturday), there's room in the laundry basket and ironing pile to squeeze a few more items, no urgent baking, the kitchen is reasonably clean and tidy, Christmas knitting is completed...so I pulled Morag out.

I'm tired (it has been the longest week, the longest term, if it comes to it, and my office chair seems carefully designed to inflict maximum back pain), but I strapped myself in and set off. Way too much pumping action and not enough bag action. My hands seized up really quickly - my right hand and thumb in particular. I kept getting distracted mid tune by the dust under the sofa so turned my back and got distracted by the Christmas tree. Work-related thoughts also drifting through my brain. Still, I managed to remember all my tunes, and briefly tried the Heights of Casino (I definitely need a cleaner set of dots) and the Boy's Lament for His Dragon. I enjoyed myself for half an hour until it was time to stop for dinner.

No recording, mostly because we never seem to have batteries for the machine and I couldn't be bothered to hook it up to the laptop, but next week I will play and record and play some more. If I can stay awake, that is.