I’ve just been ordering a new toner cartridge for the printer, which cost rather more than the printer did. Oh well. I’ve got to have it, can’t take the inkjet printer along to our auction and wait ten minutes for the invoices to print out. If you want any printing done, I’m your woman, I stocked up on cartridges for that too, recently, as the online firm I buy from did a super duper offer if you bought two of everything, with an extra lot of black ink thrown in (not loose, don’t worry) and 10% off for returning customers (and they are good quality cartridges, I too have fallen for cheapies and regretted it).
Otherwise, I’ve been skulking about avoiding answering emails. I still haven’t quite got into the swing of September – that is, into any sort of working efficiency. I’m still hankering after the lost days of leisurely summer. I used to find it difficult to relax, I didn’t dare to because the plunge back to immersed busyness was too painful. Now I have fewer home commitments, I’ve finally learned to switch off. In fact, for a few brief days, I quite looked forward to getting back to business. Silly Z.
Hm. It transpires that I haven’t anything to say this evening after all. I might as well just have left you with those incredible bubble photos. Thanks to Ro for drawing them to my attention on Google+.