I’m sorry to say that we’re breaking up. This blog and me, we’ve been going in different directions – grown apart as they say – and its time for me to give it up.
Perhaps you can tell by the title that the last few weeks have not been going swimmingly. Perhaps not. But I’ll tell you anyway that this is indeed the case.
I’d bet all my savings on it. And my left foot. And my Lego collection.
Yes. You read that correctly. It’s exactly how it sounds.
I tend to do pretty badly whenever my plans have to be suddenly changed. Like any sort of plan. If I’m planning on making chicken soup for dinner but then forget to buy stock, so I have to make roast instead, I freak out. Well not really, but internally, yes.
I just had what I tend to think of as a ‘Nothing Weekend’. I had no plans to speak of, you know, aside from like cleaning the house and working out and stuff. But no outside plans. In fact, if it wasn’t for little trips to the corner shop across the road from my apartment, best believe I wouldn’t have left the house at all.
I would say that about four nights out of the week I have about ten minutes of *thinking* before I eventually fall asleep. Sometimes my thoughts are simply ‘I mustn’t forget to wear those sweatpants tomorrow’ and sometimes they’re actually creative ideas.
I guess what I’m trying to get out is that I have fulfilling ways to spend my time, but there are always those in between moments of quiet that I haven’t quite settled myself with. I’ve written about those a lot here – I call them the ‘in between spaces’ of life.
Currently we’re sitting at about 20,000 words, a decent count for just over a month’s work.
We got little Dan from the SPCA about 3 months ago, when he was a shy, teary-eyed little boy. He was afraid of everything, he had health problems as a kitten and couldn’t trust anybody, he broke my heart.