All sorts of nothing

01 Jun


Ever since the hacking of BCUK a couple of weeks ago I have not been able to enjoy this site properly, and am rather pleased I am not a pro member who has paid good money for better service.  That being said the thought of blogging elsewhere gives me an expert excuse not to bother at all, and I certainly would not move across everything already posted here, nor would I relish the tedium of setting up another blog, sourcing friends and the ‘Our-Place’ type group thang.

It’s June already, the heater is still on in the front room, although all the interior doors are open, it takes that chill off of a morning and keep the place a tad warm on the ever here grey days.  Still feel like I am waiting for the better weather to start, when really it is better, just want it to stay consistent.

I went all electronic with my lists, using the iPad reminders app, but not having the list on paper staring, glaring at me, the impetus to avoid shame is not as strong and things are not getting tackled or done.

Next week is my Sister’s 0-shit birthday, where she will be 21 for the 39th time.  I am taking her shopping but she refuses to let me spend the money I want to on her, so instead of a three figure item from the jewellers, it will be a low two figure item from Argos [not offence to Argos, but this is uber special and she deserves the treating] – Wednesday will be a battle of wills.

I still have not touched the crochet since February, there is no reason, just laziness.  Someone is doing a charity yarn bomb for Muscular Dystrophy, and has asked for volunteers to make some orange flowers, I have found a straight forward pattern and already have the bright orange yarn, but have not yet set to and produced any.

Sleep and I are having an on-off relationship again.  Even after reading for an hour or two I can still take ages to actually drop off, then when I do it can be only a short while before I awake again.  I hate these periods of uncertain rest, the knock on effects might be a contributory factor of my lethargy.

I have started reading Lorna Doone again.  I read it when I was about twelve or thirteen, but it must have been an abridged for children’s version, as this one is the original text which is a bit tougher going but still a good read.  I have not reached chapter twelve and Lorna has just made her first appearance.


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5 responses to “All sorts of nothing

  1. Bushka

    June 1, 2013 at 5:02 pm

    Lovely ‘catch-up’ here……You have me guesssing about that precious Argos gift..;) I bet Sis will appreciate it…Hope Orpheus returns soon to seduce you… 😉 Hugs! xxx


    • amgroves

      June 2, 2013 at 12:36 pm

      I think Orpheus’s sat nav has broken.


  2. freeasthewind

    June 2, 2013 at 2:26 am

    Glad to see the catchup. I do know this feeling well lately. Mind works but doesnt translate to action sadly. Hugs xxxxxxxx


    • amgroves

      June 2, 2013 at 12:37 pm

      Spirit is lightly willing but the flesh so cannot be buggered too 😆



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