I swore to myself that I was done with all this! Writing, I mean….. ‘cos I’m becoming too frustrated to say exactly what I want and what I want to say is so ‘lumpy’ and jumbled inside me that I don’t know how or where to start ….. give me a few moments….. Continue reading
I have been munching on Easter cake (thanks, Poppy!), sipping tea and ruminating…… about everything and nothing. I like a good ‘ruminate’. I like to take time out of my retirement to just ruminate! At present I have serious scenarios to consider regarding a variety of health issues among family and friends…..it’s a bit like spinning plates: just when most are spinning steadily, two or three start to wobble and you find yourself being spread ever more thinly trying to keep the momentum going in the attention stakes, the sympathy stakes, the counselling stakes and in the purely practical organisation and running of the daily chores….. but then this is life.
June has come and gone, July is almost over and my good intention to write a blog at least once a month has come to nothing. Another failure. I need to come up with an excuse, a damn good reason or the name of someone I can blame (isn’t that ‘the trend?)……..so that I can ‘pass the buck’……….. well that wont take me long…..as that name would be mine……for right here…… at my door……. is where the buck stops….. and I am soooooo disgusted and disappointed in myself. Fortunately, my inaction doesn’t impact negatively on the world at large (or does it??)… or even on a single individual (as far as I know) apart from myself…… yet, still, I feel bad……. now why is this?
foxonasoapbox 