I should have just curled up in my reading chair and played Guitar Hero on the DS this afternoon for the amount of work-stuff I’ve actually accomplished.
I don’t have much memory of the day, really. I know I chatted with Ceri about books via e-mail. I know I answered the phone a few times, and both people who know me and complete strangers answered my “Hello?” with “Wow, do you have a cold?” The stranger from the bank cheerfully signed off our brief conversation with “And I hope you get better soon!”
I have made more typing errors today than any other day I have been alive, I am absolutely certain. I have spent as much time fixing errors as typing stuff in the first place.
At least I started dinner. I’m doing a pork tenderloin in the slow cooker, in a homemade barbecue-ish sauce consisting of tomato paste, vinegar, brown sugar, and Worcestershire sauce, plus an onion and a teaspoon-size blob of Montreal steak rub. (And on this topic, I cannot believe how many recipes for slow cooker barbecue pork consisted of “put pork in slow cooker, cover with a bottle of your favourite BBQ sauce.” Come on, people — that should be illegal.) I’d love to have it with brown rice but I think we’re out. It’ll have to be white rice. Grr.
Also? Despite my ears being blocked, the whine of the computer tower is driving me crazy. If only I could have it hidden in the closet or something, or in another room entirely.
Bah. And the boys will be home any minute, too. I think today just needs to be written off.
On the bright side, I tidied up my writing desk, and I’m loving this cool, clear weather. Hello, fall!
Feel better!
If the computer tower whine was anything like my tinnitus, you have my complete and heartfelt sympathy.
Considering some of the top shelf barbecue sauces I’ve tasted I want to try that now. I’m pretty sure these recipes aren’t looking for a typical 2$ bottle of Kraft crap but the 8$+ stuff I’ve been known to get from Pointe-Claire village, like that Pappy’s XXX stuff…
I need a pork tenderloin now, thanks.