Going down ...
I have a touch of the blues today. I s'pose it started this weekend with the house sale falling through. Now, as so often happens, other troubles are flocking to sip blood from the open wound.
In no particular order, here are my woes:
- My cat has been drinking a lot more over the past couple of days. It seems he's developed the steroid-induced diabetes that I was so afraid of him getting. Now what? Do I leave him to cough his little lungs up in future? (He has asthma)Or do I continue to flirt with diabetes instead? Be buggared if I know!
- My money worries have doubled and I don't have a job.
- I have no muse.
- The couple from hell (and their two 'adorable' kids!) sent me a text asking if I was 'up for a visit from them during the half-term hols'. Er ... not blooming likely! Life is testing me enough right now without facing further challenges in the form of the old-friends-I-used-to-quite-like-but-who-I've-now-outgrown-and-who-won't-take-the-hint popping by for another long, and interminably dull, weekend! I mean, seriously, who brings their kids to a place as near Blackpool as we are and -instead of sampling the (dubious) delights of the Golden Mile and the great sea air -chooses to spend the entire weekend hanging round my ankles or sitting in our wreck of a house drinking tea instead? Yes, a building site is much more exciting than a donkey ride. Sure, let your little demons roam about our house at will - I don't mind! Yes, I'll go out and spend the day, - gritted smile cemented firmly in place - watching as your little darlings run you ragged. I like doing the tourist run; I've only done it a zillion times already! It's not like I've got other things to do ... like making this house habitable!
Top Tip: If you move to the coast, do yourselves a huge favour: DO NOT give your new address to anyone under any circumstances - particularly those with kids of school age. Every effing school holiday it's the same thing: 'Can we visit? Are you free?' NO!!! Take your kids to Centreparcs for a change and leave us in peace. Please. Just this once.
- The double-glazed window in the bog (ie: bathroom) has shattered - only the innermost pane, mind! How weird is that? Nice timing!
I think that's everything. Yup, that's the lot! Time to count my blessings, methinks.
- I have my health - physically, at least!
- My hubby is a (luscious!) star.
- My family are all well and happy and lovely.
- The central heating is, somehow, managing to stay alive.
- The sun was out today.
There. A blessing for every curse. My penance is done.
Hope your monday was better than mine. Right, I'm off to put the phone on 'mute' just in case anyone else wants to arrange a visit!
In no particular order, here are my woes:
- My cat has been drinking a lot more over the past couple of days. It seems he's developed the steroid-induced diabetes that I was so afraid of him getting. Now what? Do I leave him to cough his little lungs up in future? (He has asthma)Or do I continue to flirt with diabetes instead? Be buggared if I know!
- My money worries have doubled and I don't have a job.
- I have no muse.
- The couple from hell (and their two 'adorable' kids!) sent me a text asking if I was 'up for a visit from them during the half-term hols'. Er ... not blooming likely! Life is testing me enough right now without facing further challenges in the form of the old-friends-I-used-to-quite-like-but-who-I've-now-outgrown-and-who-won't-take-the-hint popping by for another long, and interminably dull, weekend! I mean, seriously, who brings their kids to a place as near Blackpool as we are and -instead of sampling the (dubious) delights of the Golden Mile and the great sea air -chooses to spend the entire weekend hanging round my ankles or sitting in our wreck of a house drinking tea instead? Yes, a building site is much more exciting than a donkey ride. Sure, let your little demons roam about our house at will - I don't mind! Yes, I'll go out and spend the day, - gritted smile cemented firmly in place - watching as your little darlings run you ragged. I like doing the tourist run; I've only done it a zillion times already! It's not like I've got other things to do ... like making this house habitable!
Top Tip: If you move to the coast, do yourselves a huge favour: DO NOT give your new address to anyone under any circumstances - particularly those with kids of school age. Every effing school holiday it's the same thing: 'Can we visit? Are you free?' NO!!! Take your kids to Centreparcs for a change and leave us in peace. Please. Just this once.
- The double-glazed window in the bog (ie: bathroom) has shattered - only the innermost pane, mind! How weird is that? Nice timing!
I think that's everything. Yup, that's the lot! Time to count my blessings, methinks.
- I have my health - physically, at least!
- My hubby is a (luscious!) star.
- My family are all well and happy and lovely.
- The central heating is, somehow, managing to stay alive.
- The sun was out today.
There. A blessing for every curse. My penance is done.
Hope your monday was better than mine. Right, I'm off to put the phone on 'mute' just in case anyone else wants to arrange a visit!