This morning, my local radio presenter posed the following question ...
what do you think you'd be doing today, if you weren't doing what you're actually doing today?
Well, that really got me thinking. I took it to mean work (although it could have meant anything, of course). From the age of 12 I always thought I would be doing something related to writing, journalism, maybe even becoming a novelist. And so I did for a short while, but then I ended up dedicating my life (willingly) to my family.
The book I always thought I would write was, in fact written, by J K Rowling! lol That should have been MY book! All my adolescent poems, writings, musings thoughts and interests were all about the supernatural, the occult, the dark arts, witches, vampires or fairies. So that ambition went truly out of the window.
On a more sombre note, if I'm at all lucky, I may have another 25+ years left; but what am I going to do with them? I suspect I'm going to waste them. I don't have any burning ambitions .... there's nothing I want to do that I haven't already done and anything on a larger scale (ie. cruises, exotic holidays, new house, flash car) all involves large sums of money, so they're out of the window too.
Isn't it it's strange how your thoughts can race along at a phenominal pace just from one little spark! So to answer the original question ... I don't honestly know!
But it's really got me thinking about the phase ......
Mouse x
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
Give them a medal ... Then take it away!
Drivers who adhere to the law of not driving whilst using a mobile phone are to be highly commended.
Of course, they are ....
... so why do they go and spoil it by pulling up anywhere they bl**dy well like to do so, without even indicating!
"Oh, my phone's ringing. I'd better answer it! But not while I'm driving. I'll pull over here. RIGHT HERE!!"
And so they do .... 10 meters off a roundabout ... on the brow of a hill ... just short of a T-junction ... the list goes on! They hold the traffic up, completely oblivious to the chaos building up behind them, and finally when it's your turn topull out and over take them - you give them 'the look' of despair as you creep by and yep ... guess what! The driver is on the phone! What a surprise! NOT!
Mouse x
Of course, they are ....
... so why do they go and spoil it by pulling up anywhere they bl**dy well like to do so, without even indicating!
"Oh, my phone's ringing. I'd better answer it! But not while I'm driving. I'll pull over here. RIGHT HERE!!"
And so they do .... 10 meters off a roundabout ... on the brow of a hill ... just short of a T-junction ... the list goes on! They hold the traffic up, completely oblivious to the chaos building up behind them, and finally when it's your turn topull out and over take them - you give them 'the look' of despair as you creep by and yep ... guess what! The driver is on the phone! What a surprise! NOT!
Mouse x
Monday, 26 September 2011
Mugs
I've decided not to buy sets of matching mugs again. Why? Simple really.
When I open the kitchen cupboard doors of late, I get a bit of a pleasure *ahem* out of seeing the assortment of individual designs staring back at me. It's taken me years to stop being a bit OCD about this (although I still have to have all the handles facing the same way! haha!) and I sort of momentarily enjoy (don't get me wrong, I don't actually stand in the kitchen with the cupboard doors open staring at the mugs! lol Now that WOULD be weird! haha) the story behind the purchase of each mug!
Who bought it; why they bought it; designs which are applicable to my daughter, my son, me and hubby. Even the grandparents have their own allotted mugs (note; mugs!) and they don't LIVE HERE! lol
Little steps, I know, but I'm starting to learn how to relax in my own home environment ... and it means a lot to me.
Note to self: things don't HAVE to match! Yay!
Now to tackle the self imposed rule that things are grouped/bought in two's and three's.
...... I may be gone some time ...... teehee
Mouse x
When I open the kitchen cupboard doors of late, I get a bit of a pleasure *ahem* out of seeing the assortment of individual designs staring back at me. It's taken me years to stop being a bit OCD about this (although I still have to have all the handles facing the same way! haha!) and I sort of momentarily enjoy (don't get me wrong, I don't actually stand in the kitchen with the cupboard doors open staring at the mugs! lol Now that WOULD be weird! haha) the story behind the purchase of each mug!
Who bought it; why they bought it; designs which are applicable to my daughter, my son, me and hubby. Even the grandparents have their own allotted mugs (note; mugs!) and they don't LIVE HERE! lol
Little steps, I know, but I'm starting to learn how to relax in my own home environment ... and it means a lot to me.
Note to self: things don't HAVE to match! Yay!
Now to tackle the self imposed rule that things are grouped/bought in two's and three's.
...... I may be gone some time ...... teehee
Mouse x
Friday, 23 September 2011
Only 93 Days ....
.... to CHRISTMAS!!!!
Bl**dy Winter Wonderful! It's so unfair! It's supposed to be 'a wonderful time of the year'! A time to be with family and friends; to exchange trinkets and gifts, to spend quality time with loved ones and little ones ..... instead it all kicks off at the end of August and by the time it does actually arrive in December ....I'm sick of it! :(
Here we are mid-September and the supermarkets have already filled their 'seasonal aisles' with Christmas sweets and tins of biscuits and now the Christmas cards are creeping in. Gift sets were noted this week, discreetly placed on the ends of aisles. They can't fool me! I CAN see them you know! lol
And so the stress sets in. What am I going to buy THIS year that I didn't buy last year? How much is it all going to cost? How can I maintain the quality of Christmases we've had in the past? *groan*
I lost the spirit of Christmas years ago; such a shame because I used to love it. Gone are the days of going on a 'special' outing for Christmas shopping; I just find myself plonking an extra item or two in the supermarket trolley along with the weekly food shop. Great Christmas spirit THAT is.
My other half hates Christmas for its waste and over-indulgence. My Mouslets yearn for the Christmases of old, when they came downstairs to a MOUNTAIN of gifts and the incredible euphoria of anticipation. The Grandparents cant wait for it all to be over so 'things can get back to normal' .... so really ... what is the point?
So what does all this say to me? Well, if I didn't bother with orchestrating this Season of Good Will, would it really happen at all? Me thinks not. But I'm not brave enough to put a halt to things, so I'll get the lists out, put the tree up and wrap pressies beyond midnight on Christmas Eve as I usually do, this year ... next year ... and forever hold my peace.
So let me be the first to wish you .... A VERY HAPPY (humbug) CHRISTMAS! haha
Mouse xx
Bl**dy Winter Wonderful! It's so unfair! It's supposed to be 'a wonderful time of the year'! A time to be with family and friends; to exchange trinkets and gifts, to spend quality time with loved ones and little ones ..... instead it all kicks off at the end of August and by the time it does actually arrive in December ....I'm sick of it! :(
Here we are mid-September and the supermarkets have already filled their 'seasonal aisles' with Christmas sweets and tins of biscuits and now the Christmas cards are creeping in. Gift sets were noted this week, discreetly placed on the ends of aisles. They can't fool me! I CAN see them you know! lol
And so the stress sets in. What am I going to buy THIS year that I didn't buy last year? How much is it all going to cost? How can I maintain the quality of Christmases we've had in the past? *groan*
I lost the spirit of Christmas years ago; such a shame because I used to love it. Gone are the days of going on a 'special' outing for Christmas shopping; I just find myself plonking an extra item or two in the supermarket trolley along with the weekly food shop. Great Christmas spirit THAT is.
My other half hates Christmas for its waste and over-indulgence. My Mouslets yearn for the Christmases of old, when they came downstairs to a MOUNTAIN of gifts and the incredible euphoria of anticipation. The Grandparents cant wait for it all to be over so 'things can get back to normal' .... so really ... what is the point?
So what does all this say to me? Well, if I didn't bother with orchestrating this Season of Good Will, would it really happen at all? Me thinks not. But I'm not brave enough to put a halt to things, so I'll get the lists out, put the tree up and wrap pressies beyond midnight on Christmas Eve as I usually do, this year ... next year ... and forever hold my peace.
So let me be the first to wish you .... A VERY HAPPY (humbug) CHRISTMAS! haha
Mouse xx
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