The day began with the clock radio bursting into life, and filling the room with utter dross. I squinted my eyes open and watched the seconds and minutes pass on the bedside clock, wondering how long I might lay there before somebody might consider there was something wrong with me. Minutes? Hours? I'm guessing we'll never find out, because the curious instinct to "not waste the weekend" kicked in, and carried me downstairs for a shower.
Today I am "working" from home. In reality, I called the client this morning and informed them that the likelihood of me getting much done today was pretty slim. I'm looking after Miss 17 - after two weeks fighting tonsillitis, going through one round of antibiotics, and still being sick, I've turned my focus almost completely on her. She's taking tablets every two hours now, and I'm forcing her to keep drinking, and eating anything I can get her to - despite her less than enthusiastic responses to my constant reminders and encouragement.
I'm at home today. I've been suffering with balance problems all week, and they seem to be linked with tiredness. I admitted defeat this morning, and decided to stay at home - probably the first day off sick all year. I foresee a day spent washing clothes, and reading books - and maybe posting to the blog.
I commented recently that I had fallen off the blogging horse. The months of daily posts came to a crashing end, replaced with television, books, video games - anything but writing. If this "not writing" thing is a hole in the ground, it still feels like I'm in it. I'm not so much struggling to… Continue reading In Limbo
Yes, I know I haven't posted anything for several days. Since returning from Germany, everything has been ever so slightly mad. I got home late on Friday afternoon, threw my clothes in the washing machine, and then sat down with the children to watch a movie and down most of a bottle of wine -… Continue reading I’m Still Here
Here we are again - packing bags ahead of an early morning taxi ride to the airport. It's all becoming a bit routine. I thought it might be interesting (to me at least) to go through the contents of my clothes bag, and backpack. I suppose it's worth noting that I'm travelling out on Monday,… Continue reading What’s in my Bags?
This morning I was supposed to be tagging along with my other half to visit a nearby town to buy some clothes. Somehow the trip never happened. This kind of thing happens to me a lot - where I plan around something happening, and then the thing doesn't happen. This is usually a cascading thing… Continue reading Saturday
The younger children are in bed already, put to sleep by watching the England team play their opening game in the World Cup. They had such high hopes, but completely lost interest by half time. Of course England scraped a win, but within a week or two the entire team will probably be splashed across… Continue reading Silence Descends
Miss 17 and I took the twentieth bus out of town this morning - it would have been the first bus, but I couldn't find any dynamite to explode her out of bed. You're probably wondering why we were up so early (actually, probably not, but I'm going to tell you anyway).I was given tickets… Continue reading The one where I met Greedo