because along side ‘I Will Survive’ by Gloria Gaynor, this song does nothing but make me feel nauseous and hateful. Hrumph….
I dug this out of the archives during the move. I’ve never started it, and I really should. Bet I don’t though.
You know those irritating jumped up little men who go all power mad when you give them a job with a uniform?
Isn’t it fabulous to kill them off in the most grusome way possible in your manuscript?
There’s something ridiculously calming about just sitting somewhere and watching the world go by.
The other day, I sat by the side of a fuel station forecourt for half an hour or so, just watching the comings and goings of all and sundry…
Now I have some fabulous story ideas.
It’s been a long two years since I last owned a place of my own, and the last two weeks have been a big old reminder of how much work owning a two bed place can be.
Two years of not having to cook, clean, wash clothes, iron or be at all domesticated me I am now knackered. It also means I have developed tons of bad habits that I need to get out of, and even more new ones that I have to create.
In particular there is my habit of often eating just one meal a day and generally substituting the second with an entire bottle of wine.
So far I’m doing alright. Most days since we have been in I have managed a minimum of two meals and almost half of the time managed to have a third too.
Also not including the night out with friends the Boyfriend and I had last week, the number of bottles of wine consumed at home is over half the number I used to drink before. In fact I’ve had more totally alcohol free days in the last two weeks than I have in probably the whole of the last three years put together.
I’m still drinking more than I would like, but I’m proud of myself for achieving as much as I have so far. They say it takes two weeks to create a habit, I’m thinking this good one will take somewhat longer, but it will definitely be worth it.
Now I just need to start working on a good exercise habit and I’ll be a really happy bunny.
A new small notebook to help get me back into the swing of things now that the craziness of buying a flat and moving in has finally passed.
Time to get my head down and get some work done methinks.
Fetched him home from the cattery two days ago, he’s now trying to adjust to his new home.
Hope he settles in soon, I don’t fancy being kept up all night again by his yowling.
Life is a tad hectic, what with the move and all at the moment.
Writing, blogging and all other sociable activities are on hold until it all gets sorted.