I’m a bit concerned that keeping a blog will be a big challenge just now because I don’t have anything to write about. I mean I could give you daily reports on my job but it bores me senseless so I can only imagine how mind numbing it would be to hear it second hand.
You see, I’m just not doing much else. I work, I come home, I do the evening chores, I go to bed.
At the weekend I do the shopping, the cleaning, the washing, the ironing. Then I cook for a few hours, filling the freezer with meals for the next week. Then I make sandwiches and freeze them, sort out various snacks into containers and zip locks ready to pack into lunch boxes each evening during the week. By then it’s Sunday night, I collapse into a chair with a glass of wine and watch Midsomer (often dozing off halfway through). That’s pretty much my week.
No exactly riveting is it?
Oh, I'm sure there are interesting/amusing/funny/silly liitle incidents every day, if only you switch your thinking, to the pattern which says:
ReplyDelete'Oh well, a broken leg isn't all bad news - I'm sure I can get a few blog-posts out of it.'
i echo dave here~and also the everyday mundane cannot stop the thoughts inside!
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't put it past me to write a whole blog post on stubbing my toe. I think it's a matter of getting into the habit, if you want to, of writing again and then it will seem normal. You know, like Dave and I seem normal.
ReplyDeleteThat's right Dave, I work with 13 other people - that alone is worth 6 months of posts.
ReplyDeleteLaoi, as you can imagine - there are a LOT of thoughts inside :-)
I agree Z, I'm just out of the habit, really my entire blog is made up of posts about nothing. I don't know what I'm fretting about really.
hee ditto all of the above! i'll still tune in :)
ReplyDeleteWhat's going on Cathy? No sign of that baby yet?
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