Meaning of life – Page 2 – The Errant Moon

The Whatever That Was (04/10/21)

As much as I have been enjoying my new(er) blogging format (which is ironic considering one of my first posts was about how I didn’t think ‘journalling’ was a real word) I’m changing it this week. I have limited energy, physical and mental, so I am rationing it to make sure I have enough for…

The Week That Was (20/09/21)

With my car stuck in the garage all week this was indeed the Walking Week, but none of it hurt, my legs didn’t fall off and the sky didn’t fall in because I somehow survived without one of modern life’s status symbols…a success then I think. Monday: Walked to the post office (legs didn’t fall…

The Week That Was (13/09/21)

This week someone sent me an email via Etsy, enquiring about discounts for bulking buying knitted breasts. To get a true picture of this ‘Week That Was’ you should imagine me and my home surrounded by millions of knitted boobs…as if they were tribbles. Monday: Summed up best by an image I feel… Tis the…

Dear Diary…does this work…? Hmmm…(16/08/21)

Monday: Today I got my first Etsy ‘Custom Order’ So after a bit of searching for suitable supplies and back and forth with photos of swirling coloured wool samples, yarn was chosen and ordered. The big spoiler for today is that I spent the rest of the week anxiously awaiting it’s arrival…which was REALLY annoying…

Week Four or, I really must think of a better name for this (09/08/21)

Monday: Thanks to my evening’s musings within a five year diary I know that at this time last year I was under more work stress than I had thought possible (ironically whilst being furloughed from work). I was trapped between utter terror at the idea that I might not have employment with which to support…

Week Two (26/07/21)

Here we go again… Monday: Is it HEATWAVE weather again, or just normal July…who can tell anymore? It has been a weird day, or rather, it has been what would have been a totally normal day 18 months ago, but now is weird. I ventured out to a shop and got pissed off at the…

Week One (of the rest of my life)

So, my cunning plan, before I decide to pick up my ball/blog and stomp off home, is to reintroduce some of the routine and structure I had in my working life (many, many, many moons ago it seems) onto the wondrous creative free time I have recently found myself paddling in. I want to write…

Ponderous Ramblings (what?! again?!)

In real life I have just heaved a big sigh. Sometimes, oftimes in fact, my sighs are just me emptying my lungs in a noisier manner than usual, this big sigh was because I was about to start writing. Big pause and another big sigh. My relationship to writing is a lot like my relationship…