I'm going to feed my cats and then continue this.
Thursday, 16 October 2014
2014
I was just browsing my phone and my blog was in front of my eyes. Why I haven't been here for so long I don't know. I do know I will bid adieu to 2014 with gladness and welcome 2015 with open arms.
Wednesday, 16 January 2013
Monday, 14 January 2013
Friday, 11 January 2013
11/1/13
11/1/13
If ever I was a writer I'm sure my office would be a bedroom; at least, a room with a bed. Whenever I want to just sit, I tend to be in my bedroom. Whenever I want to shut myself away, my bedroom. Every evening I've come here to write my blog from my bed. My bed is my sanctuary and I always say;
"If I could have a bed in the lounge rather than a sofa I would"
I think my book may take some time to finish though.
What would your office space be? I know my better half would have a minimalist, structured, disciplined clean cut office. I would have a view, bed, never ending supply of fresh tea from a china cup and saucer and the smell of fresh flowers just catching the breeze. Yeah, there you go, that's why I'm not a writer, I'm a drifter and I'm only here for the moment.
If ever I was a writer I'm sure my office would be a bedroom; at least, a room with a bed. Whenever I want to just sit, I tend to be in my bedroom. Whenever I want to shut myself away, my bedroom. Every evening I've come here to write my blog from my bed. My bed is my sanctuary and I always say;
"If I could have a bed in the lounge rather than a sofa I would"
I think my book may take some time to finish though.
What would your office space be? I know my better half would have a minimalist, structured, disciplined clean cut office. I would have a view, bed, never ending supply of fresh tea from a china cup and saucer and the smell of fresh flowers just catching the breeze. Yeah, there you go, that's why I'm not a writer, I'm a drifter and I'm only here for the moment.
10/1/13
Bedtime again and it appears to be the time when I most like to talk. Not sure that's always a good thing but I don't mind in the least.
When I was married I used to start talking and my husband would say
"why do you have to talk to me now when you've had all night" to which I would reply;
"because it wasn't in my head earlier but it is now"
Old habits die hard I guess.
Hurrah, my cat Pixie came home this evening circa 22:15. She had stayed out since Tuesday and I hate it when she doesn't come home for days, but she's home now, fed and snuggled beside me. Miu miu has just entered the room, jumped up onto the chest of drawers and is contemplating her landing spot on the bed. She will be clambering on me within the next few minutes to sleep over my shoulder no doubt. Yes; here she comes,
5 4 3 2 and there she goes.
I have a busy day tomorrow. You know how it is, day off from work and you have to fit everything in.
I want to look for a bridge camera because I love capturing moments. I don't claim to be a photographer by any means, but it is one of the things that fills me with joy.
Midnight exactly. I'm outta here. Goodnight.
Bedtime again and it appears to be the time when I most like to talk. Not sure that's always a good thing but I don't mind in the least.
When I was married I used to start talking and my husband would say
"why do you have to talk to me now when you've had all night" to which I would reply;
"because it wasn't in my head earlier but it is now"
Old habits die hard I guess.
Hurrah, my cat Pixie came home this evening circa 22:15. She had stayed out since Tuesday and I hate it when she doesn't come home for days, but she's home now, fed and snuggled beside me. Miu miu has just entered the room, jumped up onto the chest of drawers and is contemplating her landing spot on the bed. She will be clambering on me within the next few minutes to sleep over my shoulder no doubt. Yes; here she comes,
5 4 3 2 and there she goes.
I have a busy day tomorrow. You know how it is, day off from work and you have to fit everything in.
I want to look for a bridge camera because I love capturing moments. I don't claim to be a photographer by any means, but it is one of the things that fills me with joy.
Midnight exactly. I'm outta here. Goodnight.
Wednesday, 9 January 2013
9/1/13
Well, what a evening that was! I left work 2 hours later than I should have only then to reach the motorway and find myself sitting in traffic and my usual 45 minute drive home turned into 3 hours. Yes, I did say 3 hours,and no, I'm not exaggerating.
You know when you are nearing a exit point and think "should I get off here" well I thought it, just didn't bloody follow through. To make matters worse my fuel light came on and although I know I can drive home easily I did start to worry after circa 2 hours because I really thought I would breakdown. I started turning my engine off during the long stationary periods although this meant no heater and my feet getting cold, so I contemplated what I would do if I had to sleep in the car overnight. I decided that the few crackers in my bag left from lunch with the orange from maybe 3 days ago plus half a bottle of water would suffice and the blanket in the boot would have to be enough with my coat if I slept on the back seat.
It was a long evening I can tell you so when I finally arrived home I fed my cat (Pix hasn't come home) made a cup of tea, a slice of toast with marmite and had 10 minutes before contemplating bed which is where I am right now with a little black cat fast asleep over my shoulder.
Goodnight.
Well, what a evening that was! I left work 2 hours later than I should have only then to reach the motorway and find myself sitting in traffic and my usual 45 minute drive home turned into 3 hours. Yes, I did say 3 hours,and no, I'm not exaggerating.
You know when you are nearing a exit point and think "should I get off here" well I thought it, just didn't bloody follow through. To make matters worse my fuel light came on and although I know I can drive home easily I did start to worry after circa 2 hours because I really thought I would breakdown. I started turning my engine off during the long stationary periods although this meant no heater and my feet getting cold, so I contemplated what I would do if I had to sleep in the car overnight. I decided that the few crackers in my bag left from lunch with the orange from maybe 3 days ago plus half a bottle of water would suffice and the blanket in the boot would have to be enough with my coat if I slept on the back seat.
It was a long evening I can tell you so when I finally arrived home I fed my cat (Pix hasn't come home) made a cup of tea, a slice of toast with marmite and had 10 minutes before contemplating bed which is where I am right now with a little black cat fast asleep over my shoulder.
Goodnight.
Tuesday, 8 January 2013
8/1/13
I have a cat over my shoulder, nestled into my neck, purring quite contentedly, without even a stroke.
I'm in bed, knees bent, laptop perched trying not to disturb Miu miu. I wish she wouldn't grip my shoulder though, claws are not the friendliest of weapons (not that I'm implying any weapon is friendly of course).
How I will drink my cup of tea I don't know.
I want to tell you something interesting, even humorous; but alas I have nothing for you so I shall bid thee goodnight and wish thee a happy and comforting slumber till the morn shall awaken thee.
I have a cat over my shoulder, nestled into my neck, purring quite contentedly, without even a stroke.
I'm in bed, knees bent, laptop perched trying not to disturb Miu miu. I wish she wouldn't grip my shoulder though, claws are not the friendliest of weapons (not that I'm implying any weapon is friendly of course).
How I will drink my cup of tea I don't know.
I want to tell you something interesting, even humorous; but alas I have nothing for you so I shall bid thee goodnight and wish thee a happy and comforting slumber till the morn shall awaken thee.
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