some good things make a post

1. Staying up until 3am finishing T. Kingfisher's The Wonder Engine was not the best idea I've ever had, but -- I have an e-reader that facilitates late-night reading-under-the-covers (being both book and torch!), and I did go back to sleep after breakfast, and I enjoyed the book a very great deal, so on the whole I think that's a win.
   
2. Text message from my GP surgery: the paperwork A dropped off with them for me has been completed and is available for collection, at no charge, so that's in my future. (Or more probably in A's future.)
   
3. I have completed all the fiddly bits of a tedious tech-repair job, that was made substantially more difficult by failing to register a step in the instructions for part replacement #1, necessitating part replacement #2, but all I gotta do now is get the screen to stick down properly (currently it's face-down with a pile of books on top of it) and I'll be done and can reclaim the coffee table for ART. (If the pile-of-books doesn't work I'll grumble and use the extra dedicated adhesive I have.)
   
4. We cleaned the fridge (everything out, including the shelves, and washed; almost everything back in, rather better organised).
   
5. For bonus points, we had a communication mismatch at the beginning, and I retreated to a different room to hyperventilate and read a book for 15 minutes, and when I returned... A had calmly and relatively cheerfully carried on Getting Stuff Done without panicking in turn and I was able to slot in and be helpful, and I only cried a very little bit during the debrief.
   
6. ( Food. )
   
   
7. Having Dealt With the tech repair, and also (in company) The Fridge, and consumed food, I took a deep breath and begged A's indulgence because, uh, we're at a stage in the *gestures* everything where I had no idea where my house keys were, and I'd checked all the obvious places inside the house with no luck, so I got A to take me out to the car to soothe me about whether I'd left them there, which I was increasingly anxious about. No joy from looking in all the obvious sensible places -- but then A opened one of the back doors and did a three-second tidy and they Materialised! So that's one more thing off the agitation stack.
   
8. Work is going Interestingly. Still no idea what to make of the Bizarre Graph, but it's percolating.
   
9. I've got my act most-of-the-way-to-together to buy myself a new pillow. I've had the current memory-foam-hybrid for getting on for five years, if I recollect rightly; it started out great but it's showing its age and actually if I'm waking up sore and struggling (more than usual) to get to sleep, it is very definitely worth getting a replacement. I've a shortlist; actually making a decision probably happens tomorrow night, now, because I want to talk it over with A (in case he wants in on the order, all else aside) and, well, The Fridge.
   
10. This preposterous mug, linked to me by a friend. It is emblazoned with the first line of Catullus 16 (NSFW text). Claims the description: "Translates to 'I love you'". I have been enjoying it all evening.