A bed of roses

 Had a proper night's sleep last night - hooray! I don't often have trouble sleeping but when I do it makes me Grumpy Rosa. I did manage to function pretty well yesterday, given that I started the day at 9am with a meeting full of high-powered types talking endlessly about nothing.

I also snagged ANOTHER meeting's worth of biscuits, so I had quite a haul to take back to the office. I have decided that the re-selling of biscuits is reaching scandalous proportions and make a point of removing any that are left over at the end of meetings. Even if it wasn't my meeting! The same thing is actually happening with tea bags and sugar sachets but biscuits are easier to deal with.

Didn't get to Hearts of Stone last night, so that will have to be tonight's job.

Chased the solicitor on the house - they're waiting for confirmation from LMH. Surprised? No, me neither.

Watched an interesting programme about a woman following the old Salt Roads from Tangiers to Timbuktu. I think it's a two-parter but it could have been longer. She barely had time to introduce each of the places she visited before she was off again. Given the cost of sending her to North Africa in the first place, you'd think they'd want to get as much programme out of it as possible.

Then I watched the second episode of Elizabeth I with Lily Cole as the queen. All seems a bit doom and gloom. Good things did happen during her reign! But they're focussing on how she was always walking a political tightrope, which is true enough. In fact, it's amazing that she lived as long as she did and didn't die of a stress-induced heart attack!

I enjoyed the latest episode of Doctor Who on Saturday but I've just read a critique that's made me wonder. The new companion is black and, unlike with Martha, the show is recognising that. But she was accused of racism by a blue alien and the critique said this revealed the smugness of the white writer. I saw it as we all run into things that will take us aback and have prejudices that we aren't even aware of until they smack us in the face. I mean, how is a human supposed to react to a blue alien when she has never even suspected they exist before? Her reaction was one of surprise and curiosity, not racism - as I saw it. But maybe it's my white privilege showing.

Anyway, another busy day ahead. Bye for now, DW.

 Last night, I FINALLY got to play the Gladio/Iggy version of Ch13. It was... interesting. They took a different route through the Keep and it filled in some of the gaps in the story. I'm not sure what I was expecting, really. Anyway, I'm now at the beginning of Ch14 and expect to finish the game on my next session - which will probably be Friday.

As well as my own realisation of what's going on on the train, I watched a YouTube video yesterday that tied it all in with the rescue of Prompto. So THAT's why he asks those questions! Of course!!!

I've said it before (and I'll probably say it again!) but this game really does have the best plot of any FF game ever, but it's probably the most poorly executed. But doing this 'story only' playthrough has helped so much with making everything make sense.

We had a lovely meal on Monday night. It's just nice to be the two of us now and then.

I'm having another week of having to look for stuff to do, this week. Everyone else seems REALLY busy and I worry that I'm not doing something I should be doing - but I'm really not. I spent some time yesterday looking at some of the JDs for jobs I've applied for in the past to give me some ideas for expanding my role. I'm not interested in redrafting my own JD until I'm in a position to go for a promotion, but I need to be able to demonstrate how I am working above my grade. I have time.

The only other news is that the house sale should be completed on Friday. It's taken nearly a year but we're nearly there...