I was commissioned with writing a piece about my artist uncle's work. In Japanese!? Just because I studied Japanese and lived in Japan for 3 years doesn't mean I can speak and write the language. And what do I know about art? I would struggle writing a critique in English let alone in a second language.
Rather than being asked, it was more like "1 week?" "2 weeks?" Hmmm...yeah...
He gave me 2 examples from which I could copy and paste then translate into Jpnese, but looking at the language used, even that would be a challenge. Plus, I'd feel guilty signing my name at the bottom. Bugger my conscience.
Well 3 weeks has passed and I'm still procrastinating. Where do I start? Who can I ask for help from? Anyone want the job?^^
I should really learn to say no. But how could I disappoint him at his 70th birthday party? Bugger, bugger, bugger!
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Out of action
The past few weeks have been pretty ordinary. That is, until I landed on my ankle going for a shot at badminton on Sunday. My foot snapped inward, I instinctively bounced back onto my other foot and then I was flat on my butt. It seemed okay after some rest and a few applications of ice (or rather, a bag of frozen peas) on Sunday.
On Monday, I was lucky enough to get a lift to work it gradually grew more painful throughout the work day, even when I had had my foot elevated on a cardboard box. When I looked at it at lunch time, it had turned a bluish-purple colour and was looking quite swollen and ugly. Thanks to SJ who kindly bandaged it up for me. And to KaKa for the lift and for pushing me around on a wheelie chair.^^
I spent the day working from home today and am so very grateful for our abundance of wheelie chairs and timber flooring. The Physiotherapist has advised me to keep the ankle iced and above hip level, but all the sitting is tiring out my butt. I guess it's a good time for me to get used to putting my feet up, eh.
On Monday, I was lucky enough to get a lift to work it gradually grew more painful throughout the work day, even when I had had my foot elevated on a cardboard box. When I looked at it at lunch time, it had turned a bluish-purple colour and was looking quite swollen and ugly. Thanks to SJ who kindly bandaged it up for me. And to KaKa for the lift and for pushing me around on a wheelie chair.^^
I spent the day working from home today and am so very grateful for our abundance of wheelie chairs and timber flooring. The Physiotherapist has advised me to keep the ankle iced and above hip level, but all the sitting is tiring out my butt. I guess it's a good time for me to get used to putting my feet up, eh.
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