In my adult life I have moved around a fair bit. Bit of a wanderer trying to find the place I want to call home. Or in other words I was never sensible enough to have savings for a deposit and buy a house, I have always rented. Today I am sitting in a rather empty lounge, and somewhat cold just to add more atmosphere, waiting for my new sofas to arrive. Excited is an understatement and I need to keep myself busy while I wait so I just tried to remember all the sofas I have ever had.
My life in sofas…
My first was a really uncomfortable 2 seated wicker garden chair type thing that came with the bedsit I lived in. I think I sat on it once and after that just used my bed.
Next were two 2 seater Laura Ashley sofas that came with the tiny cottage I rented. The cottage was really really small so the sofas were probably just large chairs. Being second hand they were well worn and back then I had no clue who Laura Ashley was nor did I like things with big flowers on.
Tomorrow it will be my birthday but I don’t really want it to be my birthday. I’ve decided I don’t like birthdays any more. I’ve joined the cantankerous and boring club. The rose tinted specs are well and truly off. There’s a few reasons why I don’t want my birthday or any birthday for that fact. First I am fed up of thinking up what I want …there isn’t anything I want. The children have been asking what I want and I am exhausted from all the thinking.
When I was young …..hang on I just realized I can’t say younger anymore because I am not young anymore..pauses to feel proper old. Any way when I was really really young I remember feeling sad when my rabbit died, mother told me it was just a matter of time. When I wanted my boobs to grow, mother said it would take time. When my boobs finally did grow and I was a teen I got said when I was dumped by my boyfriend, again my mother said it would take time
Just about everyone is using the digital age in some way. Whether it’s an email of photos of the kids updating Great Aunt Maud via her daughter on facebook or texting the teen on the other sofa to put the kettle on, were all at it. But I don’t know about you, I get so annoyed with the lack of social manners the digital world has brought with it. Yes I know I can marvel at the ability to check my emails whilst waiting in the queue in the supermarket but in the very same day get exasperated serving customers at work who can’t get off their mobiles long enough to use please and thank you’s as they point to what they want whilst telling the person on the phone that they are just in the shop and then go on to talk about what they are going to do later that night…..er hello how about stopping your phone conversation? Is that phone conversation really more important than conversing with the person in front of your own nose?
So here are my top 4 personal aggghhhhs of the digital/social age.
Texting at the table – for me texting…facebooking…..etc. at the table is a no no. It should be taught it’s not acceptable up there with the not talking with your mouth full of food and all mothers favourites…no elbows on the table.
Over sharing life on facebook – please stop with all the photos of junior doing this or doing that. I don’t mind the one photo but 500 of the same thing is just too much. Also if you insist on taking 6 million photos of your child being cute please please please take the dummy out of its mouth. Oh and stop with photos of your latest cooking session or what you just ‘rustled up’ for tea. Three reasons…one is that your tea is now getting cold whilst you create the perfect shot. Two ..your making me and lots of other non-cooks feel and look very inadequate and lastly … I don’t care. It is of course ok for me to do this because anything that comes out of my kitchen non-burnt is actually a major miracle or could be the last thing I may ever eat as it kills me off.
Don’t text speak out loud – no no no just don’t do it. Just because you have worked out or asked the teen what ‘lol’ means ( ‘laugh out loud’ and not ‘lots of love’ as my boss once thought and that’s a whole other no no) or can slip in a ‘btw’ easily does not mean it is cool on any level to use text speak when talking face to face. Oh and never ever use text speak when talking face to face to anyone younger than you. Trust me you will look and sound stupid.
Remember the real world – it’s been said that families are spending more time together in the evenings, yes they might all be on a phone or tablet but they are spending more time in a room together. What does annoy me is when you’re taking to someone and their phone makes a noise and immediately they have to check it. No waiting for a polite pause in the conversation or excusing themselves …they just get their phone out and read the text or whatever it is. If you’re face to face with someone and you’re having a conversation and your phone dings LEAVE IT ALONE. If you’re an expectant father and your partner has gone into labour this may be a reasonable excuse but apart from that not a lot else is more important than the conversation you’re already having.
I have been working away in the background on something that I have been asked for loads of times and will hopefully help someone. Its a downloadable and printable pdf of the benefits available to single parents. Its all the info that is on the gov.uk site but in a small format so it all can be printed.
I will keep it updated as new benefits come out and old ones stop. I also suspect it will go through a few design updates as I get feed back on what works and what doesnt.
So here is the first version .
We all know that, when it comes to love, age is nothing but a number. Many couples have met and fallen in love even with age differences of 30 or 40 years. It may be a cliché but it remains true: we can’t always choose who we fall in love with.
Last year I finally saved up and treated myself to a bridge camera. Not ever had any knowledge in photography before, apart from knowing how to dodge having my photo taken, a bridge camera was the beginners choice for me. I love it and slowly getting to grips with it all. Just before Christmas I was reading one of my favourite blogs and Jennie recommended a really easy camera course. Well its not a course really, its pdf that teaches you bit by bit complete with videos.
The main beauty of it all is that they have made it so simple that even I understand it.
They have a few other pdf’s you can download too and they also have a freebie download section too if you sign up to their emails.
So if you had a new camera for Christmas which is still gathering dust or you want to finally learn what buttons you should be pressing then I really recommend you trying the Extremely Essen tail Camera Skills because I am so loving what I am learning so far.
And yet again I see that the NHS is in the news. Now it’s for waiting times for surgery and that the reports on the timings aren’t reliable. For those reading from across the waters, the NHS was set up in 1948 to provide a nearly free service to all UK residents. It’s not done out of the goodness of our Government’s heart but from taxing workers on their wages. Sounds simple but a complete nightmare in reality. The sheer amount of numbers in the UK does mean there are going to be waiting lists. But then if there wasn’t any waiting time would we still complain that they were wasting time and money by not being busy? Though it must be doing something right as a recent survey found that at least 83% h
Hard to believe its more than a week into our shiny new year already. Time doesn’t half go fast when you take your eye off it for a minute. Anyhooo on with the post.
So it’s a New Year. Full of new expectations, hopes and dreams. We can wave good riddance to the previous year and hope any badness stays firmly in last year. 2013 wasn’t a bad year for me but it won’t be up there with one the ones to remember. It was rather dull and non-descriptive really. Which, now I think about it, is rather a good thing as it makes me more determined to make this year more spectacular. I want this year to be just so much more than just another year.
I want more laughter
So there it is really, in the famous words of Oliver …..I want more.
What more do you want?
It’s that time of year again. I’m knackered, excited and slightly stressed out. I have lists of lists of things to do, yet to do and no hope to do. I have glitter in places glitter shouldn’t be and bits tinsil everywhere. It can only mean one thing, it’s Christmas.
The tree is decorated, well ok its been up since the 1st December. The presents all bought, all thanks to the wonders of internet buying, oh and even wrapped too. Cards have all been written , though I am yet to deliver. I have one last shift at work and then it can all begin.
So all that is left to do is to wish you all a Merry Christmas. I hope you all have a lovely day what ever way you celebrate it. In my house our celebrations start on Christmas Eve when we start to open presents.
So Merry Christmas to you all.