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…
Category: Self Help
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 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…
All together now….
I’m currently trying to think which tune works best for the word ‘Procrastination’, I think I’m gonna go with the jaunty Cliff Richard version of ‘Congratulations’. Procrastinations and celebrationsWhen am I sitting doing nowt but idling Procrastinations and jubilationsDon’t want the world to know I’m self-sabotaging However the reason for my lyrical wonderings isn’t because…
And me! And me!
(This was going to be entitled ‘Me too!’ But that has a different meaning nowadays…) Not wanting to be left out of the vaccination update posts…I got my first dose about an hour ago. We went with AstroZeneca, for that space-sounding vibe (and also because we didn’t have a choice) and I didn’t actually feel…
Been thinking about it
Today is Mother’s Day in the UK. We still can’t hug our kids unless we live in the same house, but we can deliver socially distanced presents and cards. There is no higher accolade. No reward, no status, no money or power greater than knowing your kid has grown up to be a decent human…
Identifiers
As part of my work over the past couple of decades I routinely interviewed people for various roles. Sometimes they were part-time, minimum wage retail positions and sometimes they were senior managers who would be responsible for a multitude of objectives. (Side note: that thing about knowing within 12 seconds whether you want to employ…
The Errant Moon 