Have you noticed a bit of a theme around these parts lately?
My writing has been a bit reflective and grumpy with only just a dash of humour every now and then. Quite frankly every time I start to write something I realise that what I’m about to write shouldn’t really be for public consumption.
I don’t mean to talk in riddles, but you know what it’s like when life throws curl balls when you least expect or want it? I’ve had too many unwanted balls in my court recently.
This week I intend to rise above my little funk and before I do I’m going to take stock using this list created by Pip Lincolne from Meet Me At Mikes.
Making : the most of having my parents stay, lots of cups of tea and wonderful conversations.
Cooking : a roast for tea, THE easiest meal ever!
Drinking : water, to re-hydrate after a few Sunday drinkie poos in the sun.
Reading: the first page of The Book Thief.
Wanting: willpower, a house cleaner and an office with a view.
Looking: for inspiration to write a speech I have to stand up on stage and perform on Sunday.
Playing: can I eat an entire pottle of leftover pumpkin and feta dip in 2 minutes? Answer: Yes.
Deciding: that it’s definitely time to get back on the treadmill.
Wishing: that no one thought their beliefs were better than anyone else’s and then there’d be no more war.
Enjoying: Doctor Who – I am totally addicted. My husband thinks I watch it for the believable storyline. But. David Tennant.
Waiting: for nothing, I am very impatient.
Liking: how nicely my kids are playing with each other right now.
Wondering: why no good deed ever goes unpunished.
Loving: that through the power of words I have made lots of children of WWI survivors very happy.
Pondering: what makes some people act a certain way.
Considering: starting another blog…
Watching: my son make his granddad laugh by being cheeky and stubborn.
Needing: mental toughness.
Smelling: pumpkin and feta dip.
Wearing: ugg(ly) boots, 3/4 pants, 3/4 top and new earrings Mr HALOM got me for Mother’s Dad.
Following: in my mum’s footsteps by making a shit-hot pumpkin soup.
Noticing: that this blogging community is a lot clickier and bitchier that it likes to think it is.
Knowing: we are all responsible for our own happiness.
Thinking: it’s time I stopped over thinking.
Giggling: at Amy Schumer, I can’t get enough.
Feeling: determined, tired and reflective.
Snacking: on ALL the food because tomorrow I’m being good.
Disliking: how I haven’t even made one funny in this entire post.
Wishing: that parents did not outlive their children.
Knowing: that this is probably THE most boring and depressing Take Stock ever written.