Category: disapointing
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New Week, New problem…
As the head cook and bottle washer in our house, I get some weird requests sometimes. Anything from how I chop the carrots up, to ‘why don’t we have sweetcorn any more?’ This last request really confused me. ‘Can we have smaller meals please?’ None of us are the size we want to be, so…
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I forgot ‘Why’…
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I was pulled up twice yesterday in quick succession. I had just spent the afternoon re reading the first 8 chapters of my new story, Swan Song and was feeling just a little smug that everything seemed to be on track. Then I decided to finish reading Beyond Dark: Belladonna, a new detective mystery, by…
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The End of a Brilliant Week…
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This week has been full of ups and downs, and some of the downs have been spectacularly bad. After everything I have had to put up with the past year, I thought I had beaten the miseries, but it turns out I am human after all. But enough about that… I have been doing some…
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Silent Sunday…
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I had a strong desire to walk around Petersfield Pond today. It was the perfect day to see what Mother Nature was doing. But no available transport, sigh. I would just have to look through my photographs of a previous visit. I thought I could stagger out to the garden, not quite the same thing,…
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Silent Sunday…
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I wanted to be silent today too, as I didn’t want to share bad news anymore. I have been trying to relax, do what I can manage, pottering around at my own speed, which these days, is snail’s pace. I am terrified of falling again, and although I make sure to move slowly, there are…
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Silent Sunday…
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I am still struggling to get my thoughts in order, and this thing in my head is not helping. I want to feel relieved that help might be on the way, but for some reason, my mind won’t rest. I must admit to allowing this, as I am too tired to argue with anything. Even…
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The Waiting Game…
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I have never liked waiting, so faced with yet another wait, I am more confused than ever. Half of me would love to have a good think, to sort out the muddle in my head. And to be honest, I have tried to think it out. But whatever is going on inside my head, it…