“What do you want for Christmas?” Me “ohhh, erm I dunno? ” “Usefull” Me “well I don’t really need anything, so erm, a surprise?” “Again, useful… I love nothing more than navigating the shopping center looking for ‘a surprise‘ ” Me “sorry, sorry… i’ll have a think about it and let you know” Me never thinks about it again…. A friend of mine once told me of a ‘wish list’ he had compiled on a…
Yesterday, we celebrated the Month’s Mind Mass for Granny Annie. It had been a month since she had left us. I’m no longer a practising Catholic, but I support my family and took the time yesterday, sat in church, to reflect on everything that has happened over the past four weeks. We have suffered a few losses in the family and as I type, both mum and dad are over in Ireland to celebrate the life…
Nothing, I said flipping nowt about owt. That was a good start to my blogging journey wasn’t it. I stopped before I got going because I didn’t have confidence in what I wanted to say. Or was I being lazy? You know me and being lazy are one and the same. I’m going to forgive myself [that is an ‘Oprah‘ thing to do] and move on. Slap my own wrist and get typing again. Is forgiving yourself an easy…
Woken with a crippling headache. I’m feeling so so low, tears are forming and I don’t know why. Add to glom and doom, dinner plans have been screwed up. I don’t know why I bother. Don’t think I will in future
This was me 2 days ago, losing the plot. Putting my emotions out there is a first for me. I’m not an emotionally out there type of person and never let people know if I’m feeling down. I’ve also told a few people about how I’m feeling, which has been a shock for both me and them, again totally out of character. I’ve not done this for a cyber pat on the back or to get comments of support but at the time I had to get this out of me. I’ve had to put it somewhere that I can hopefully look back and feel better about everything
A Friday off with no plans. Would be great to some people but I’m a people person and not really a fan of my own company. So when I’m on my own, I find it hard to get motivated and do things that should be productive. I dragged myself out of bed at 12 o'clock and feel pretty guilty for that. So riding the crest of that emotion I see no point in making myself feel any worse by not doing any house work.
Instead I will hunt out the remaining Christmas chocolate plonk myself on the sofa and watch TV or YouTube for the rest of the afternoon. So no cleaning no tidying no laundry no unpacking boxes that we still are yet to unpack, no crafting no socialising no nothing. Just pure slobbery.