Random Friday
- I've read "The Happiness Project" recently. I don't normally go for 'self-help' type books, but I have to admit I really enjoyed this one. Perhaps because it was written as a personal story (a year long experiment by the author at 'increasing' her happiness level) but I didn't feel I was patronised or spoke down to. AND a few of her 'tips' kind of stuck too.
Following the author's examply I decided to cut down on the clutter. Easier said that done in my case... the zen-type I ain't. But having swept through the kitchen like a demented hurricane of tidyness I have to admit it did make me feel better. Happier? maybe. Better? definitively. I'll leave you to decide if it amounts to the same thing.
Now you can see the centre island and if you need a pencil or a pen they're located in the freshly decoupage yogurt pots near the phone base. (Call me Martha)
If you need the phone... well that's another matter altogether... you're on your own there. Last time I used it I was getting something out of the deep freezer, so it might still be in the garage!
I sharpened approx 4553 pencils and tried 2332 felt tips. They're in pots too.
(and yes some of them are still unsharpened but they're late comers, found in corners later on. Give me a break, ok? I almost got Repetitive Motion Syndrome from doing that!)
- The 'tidyness' weather front fizzled out when it hit the cold air of the hallway and hasn't reached any other room yet. Although a small cell did briefly re-form in the master bathroom which looks rather spiffy now)
- When I cleaned the fish tank I somehow succeded in throwing away the little insignificant looking piece of plastic that actually held the important task of breaking up the large and violent bubbles coming out of the pump. For a while I couldn't work out while the fished thrashed about and the water was kind of stormy. Then it hit me - at 10.30pm, on my way to bed - and I had to spend a good while going through the rubbish bin looking for it. Nice. Not. The fish are grateful for the tiny bubbles and calm water, they told me so.
- Two days ago I listened to a BBC Radio 4 programme on the tallest tree (anyone?) in the world. Who would have thought that listening for half an hour to a man climbing to the top of a tree could be so riveting. Radio at its best.
- Do you listen to the Radio? Local? Digital? I love my digital country station (currently I'm obsessed with Country 105... but only when Mr M is not around. He doesn't 'do' country music. At all.)
- No 3 is going to his first sleep-over on its own at grandad's house. Without his brothers. Another step up the 'he's going to leave me one day' ladder. My baby. Sigh.
- Mr M and the other two are off to see Star Wars: episode 1, in 3D tonight.
- Yippee I don't have to go!
- Shall I knit or shall I sew?
- My right eye is now framed by two red blobs. One above, one below. Not nice.
- The weather has warmed up and there is no-way that rugby training might be cancelled this Friday.
- Plus I bought a sledge which means it'll never snow again in my children's lifetime.
- I've had a really 'fuzzy head' week which of course was the prelude to a migraine. Bum.
- It might explain how I managed to post Mr M's Valentine card without a stamp.
- Doh.
- My children are demanding to be fed again.
- Boring.
