the bloody kotatsu

had another kotatsu moment this morning.
Well, actually, I got all the way to the train station (the 10min walk away one. and this morning I had K in the ergo on my back, rather than in the stroller) when I felt a flash of dread wipe through me - did I turn off the grill??? I had been toasting bread crusts (for some reason the bread shop around the corner gives me 20slices of crust every time I buy a piddly 8-slice loaf of bread. Now, the bread there is delish, and the crusts are yummy to eat too, but now that K is no longer teething (I originally got them to make rusks) I don't have such a need for all that crust))anyway, I was going to bring the crusts with me to feed the kid to try to keep her quiet on the train (bribery in its best form) but I realised that I didn't have the crusts with me....then I wondered if that simply meant I had left them at home, OR they were burning to a crisp as I waited to cross the road to the train station. I spent a few minutes going back and forth in my head as to whether I had turned off the gas or not, but even though I was 99.9% sure I had turned it off, I couldn't shake the 0.01% chance of the whole house and surroundings burning to the ground if I had forgotten. So we ran/walked home (I am not as fit as I used to be, esp with a 12kg sack of poatoes, or close on my back). Of course the gas was off, but I thought I should just check the kotatsu while I was home, and wouldn't you know it - bloody J had left it on. I know it was him, because he is the only one that uses it in the morning. K and I usually aren't up to use it, but it seems that when we are, he assumes this means that the responsibilty to turn off the kotatsu is then passed on to me. I don't even think that leaving the kotatsu on all day would cause a problem, but I guess I also don't want to have to find that out.

In other news, I have a very bruised and battered ego (and forehead and right knee) after misjudging the baby gate in the kitchen when going in yesterday afternoon to fix tea for visiting friend E. My foot clipped the top of the baby gate as I tried to climb over it...luckily my forehead broke my fall. I must have thumped down hard because E came running over to me "are you ok" while I was all lying face down in the dead-body-on-the-road-with-chalk-round-them pose. I half wanted to cry out of shock and embarrasment, but I ended up doing a silly laugh-to-avoid-crying-thing instead. It *was* pretty funny though. But that, added to my 2往復 to the train station this morning with K on my back (after we had already taken R for her morning walk, of course with K in the ergo), and I am feeling kinda sore all over at the moment. I can hardly raise my arms above my head. Seriously considering flagging dinner tonight and getting take away or meeting J at the cheapie Chinese joint by the station for dinner. Cannot be bothered making anything. But, the rice was pre-set to cook, and I have everything I need to throw together a quick at home chinese (mabo-nasu and 八宝菜 (chicken chow mein minus the mein) so I guess I should just get to it. I will, as soon as I can drag myself up off the sofa........