NotJustAHatStand

I've kinda lost my blogging mojo recently. Real life seems to have gotten in the way slightly, and I've not had much time. The time I have had, I've been, err, having a bit of a fling with Bebo. It just happened, I'm sure you understand. It didn't mean anything.

I am also a little freaked out about the whole anonymity thing. I've not long registered on Bebo and Facebook and I found a referral in my sitemeter that scared me - someone searching for me by name, and coming across this blog. And I'm not sure I like that.

#peers over shoulder#


I had planned to write a good long post tonight, with a topic and proper sentences and everything, but I had the beginnings of a migraine - I managed to head it off with some drugs (legal ones, natch), but they also made me feel a bit queasy and light headed. So the good long post will have to wait till tomorrow. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, as it gives me more time to think of a topic. And I know you'll be on the edge of your seat till then.

Labels: blogs, Fitness, Life, Wedding

Well, hello. I've missed you. I'm sorry I left you - it doesn't mean I don't love you.

I've not really been up to anything in particular - I've just been doing things. The kind of things I could do easily at any time of day if I didn't have to sit at a desk looking busy for 8 hours a day. Like cleaning my house, co-ordinating the wedding plans*, cooking a batch of fajitas of which the Boy ate so many he nearly made himself sick, and, let's be honest, sitting on my arse watching DVD's.

*Which at the moment seems to involve various people saying 'have you thought of this' or 'what are you going to do about that?' and then leaving me to sort out the actual doing side of things.

Maybe it's because spring is in the air, but I'm feeling quite restless at the moment. I feel kind of... cramped. My job is ok, it pays the bills, but it doesn't exactly set the heather alight. I love our house, I feel like I've lived there for years, but that doesn't mean I wouldn't love a big house in the country. I love my cats, but I am desperate to get a dog.

In short, I just feel unsettled.

I have no reason to be unhappy - and I'm not, at all, I know how lucky I am to have what I have - I suppose it boils down to the fact that I wish I could find a more fulfilling job.

I'd love to be a writer, but I have terrible trouble extracting the little straggly bits of stories that float around in the dark emptiness of my brain, and putting them down on paper. I love animals, but there's no way I could work with them because I'm allergic to most of our furry friends (and I think I'd have a breakdown if I ever had to put one down). I'd like to be my own boss but I have no skills that I could easily utilise, and no money to start a business. Roll on the sweaty listlessness of summer, when I can just be glad that I don't work in the kitchen at McDonald's.

In other news, I've also taken my first shaky steps on the road to becoming green fingered.

Behold, the first installment of Carrot Watch 2007:

These will hopefully become my first crop of home-grown vegetables.

I may have run out of compost by the time I got to the second tray, and I may only have a watering can in the shape of a pink elephant with googly eyes, but I am determined to produce something. Even if it's only one carrot, it's something to build on. Of course, if I only yield one carrot per crop it's going to be a long time till dinner.

Labels: Garden, Life, Work