I've had lots of things that I've wanted to post, but life has been getting in the way. As usual. Indeed there are a whole lot of drafts sitting there waiting to be finished off or tossed because the moment has passed. But to be honest, I think I'm a bit tired of this blog. Tired of my writing, tired of my pictures. Feeling ugly and clumsy and wordy. Not enough grace, elegance or beauty. Serves me right for looking back I suppose. It doesn't help that I really am over typepad. Now that I'm doing a lot in blogger over here, I really am a convert. Problem is, moving will not be easy. But yeah, it's not a case of "if" anymore, it's definitely a "when". Is there anyone out there who has done it? Or knows of a blog that has? I've been following the google converter hoping that it will become more developed, but maybe I'm just going to have to bite the bullet. When I have time.
And the wind. How I loathe this wind rattling the windows and blowing polystyrene boxes around the yard. I've been saving them to plant greens in but of course I haven't got around to it. It's warm and a harbinger of the good things of summer but yesterday when I got out Grace's birth certificate to place with her school enrollment papers (how did that happen - I have a school age child?) and I looked down at the children of previous relationship and after I noticed that our son has my surname and not G's like Grace does, I felt that feeling. That remembrance of grief that fills you like your insides are filled with rocks. I've been crabby ever since. And that wind is really pissing me off. Sad day is actually tomorrow, but I think it's always the weather that brings me a bit undone for a while. It's not as bad as it was, but I wonder whether I will still feel like this when I am an old woman?
I should really go and collect Grace for lunch. She's at a neighbours house where G is working. My bum is itchy, which means it is healing but it's irritating beyond belief and it's not really something I can scratch. And I should put moisturuser on my hands. And reset all the settings on my camera and start anew. And make some trousers for work, simple easy ones that I can finish quickly because if it's too hot to wear boots and skirt but not warm enough for skirt and sandals, I am truly stuffed in terms of wardrobe choices. My last years trousers really are too tight. They were too tight last year and nothing has changed. Sigh. Yeah, so I should do something about that too. Yeah, well that was a Massive Whinge, wasn't it!
yeah, yeah, yeah. Life really is OK but I wish the wind would just stop and I could be bothered getting round to posting about the rabbit we made and the tofu recipe that is actually edible. You know good things. Thank goodness September doesn't last forever.