The problem with having an idea as you go to bed is that every waking minute during the night is spent trying to suppress the idea and, at the same time, refine it. So it was that I had an idea regarding the creation of my documentation and the ultimate rendering of web pages as I drifted off to sleep. Every time I woke during the night, the idea resurfaced and was refined. By the time I got up at 6:15 (no, there was no reason to be up that early), I had the whole program written in my head. I went downstairs, fired up the coffee maker, and transcribed my mental image into a program. It ran, exactly as required, the first time. I clearly have not lost my mojo.
It was a couple of hours before Di came down, but by then I was reading the overnight news and the socials. Talking of the overnight news, I was delighted to see that Harry Kane had won the Ballon D'Or last night. A well-deserved accolade for his sheer hard work and consistency.
Chunks of today have, after a few hints, been dedicated to clearing my study. Crates, devices, cables, and archives were dragged into Ellie's bedroom. I cleaned the carpets, removed defunct wiring, dusted the surfaces, and revelled in the acres of desktop that had become available. (This, of course, will disappear tomorrow when I have to bring everything back. Having said that, the first task tomorrow will be to raid my cable-crate and chuck out all of the old cables, plugs, switches, phones, and so forth that have accumulated over the past dozen years or so.
Di had an appointment at the hairdresser while this was going on. She had a subtle change in the balance of colour added to her hair. It looks really nice.
I mentioned in the last week or so that I had received a text asking me to call a number regarding authorisation of a Lloyds payment for a flight. Well, today I received an almost identical message purporting to come from Nationwide. Well, unless Nationwide send their text messages from Vietnam, I decided this was not for me. Morons!
Dementia may be setting in. I was sitting in the Orangery reading my Kindle. I looked up and saw the time on the clock and realised it was time to start dinner. It was only when everything was underway that I realised that I hadn't reset the clock in the Orangery, and I was an hour ahead of schedule! I switched everything off. I returned to my book, and then when the correct (GMT) time rolled around, I continued cooking dinner.