.....especially with what are considered 'practical matters'. Anything to do with fixing, adjusting, maintaining; I am useless (not my fault. I inherited it from my Mother).
It's a problem that I have tried in the past to overcome, with predictably disastrous results.
This evening, however, I had another go.
A pair of trousers had frayed a little and come apart between the legs, leaving a gap about one and a half inches long. I had two choices. a) give up the trousers as a bad lot and recycle them or b) have a go at sewing the gap up before it got any longer.
I didn't have much faith in my ability to carry out choice 'b' successfully, but seeing as the worst that would happen is that the trousers would have to be cut up and turned into rags anyway, I settled down with needle and thread and set about having a go, and.....the results were not disastrous. Not great, admittedly, but not disastrous. In spite of initial doubts, It seems to have actually worked. The gap is sewn up. A little messily, but it feels comfortable enough and as it's between my legs - a place not many have ever looked - that doesn't really matter, does it?
In any case, the important thing is that I tried to fix something, and it actually worked.
I did it, Blog!
I fixed something!
Go me!
Alice x
P.S. I am aware, of course, that sewing up a one and a half inch gap is not the triumph of the century. In fact, in the grand scheme of things it's a pretty pathetic thing to get excited about.
BUT, considering how crappy things have been lately (and how crappy they are likely to stay) I'll take whatever victory I can get. So there.
P.P.S: for anyone that is unaware, 'maladroit' is posh for 'exceptionally clumsy'. It is a term used to describe people with little or no ability in situations that require practical skill.
There is actually a medical condition with similar symptoms called Dispraxia (which is what I have, albeit very mildly). At its most severe this condition can be monumentally debilitating. In my case, thankfully, as I said, the symptoms are terribly mild. Due to my inability to properly judge distance, however - a common trait in Dispraxia sufferers - I still manage to injure myself a good deal, particularly when I am at work. I generally end up with no worse than bumps and bruises and the odd muscle yank or skin graze, luckily, but still; as you can imagine it gets incredibly frustrating at times.
.....Anyway, I'm both maladroit and dyspraxic, the latter the cause of the former.
.....Which is why I get excited when I manage to fix things without breaking them (or me).
Tuesday, 20 January 2015
Monday, 19 January 2015
Dear....
***
Dear Toddler;
I am very happy that you are such a happy seeming little chap. And I am glad that while your mother and her friend waited for nearly an hour for a member of staff to find or fix something for them - and spent their time waiting lavishing all of their attention on your baby sister rather than paying any attention on you - you found something to do that made you happy, even if it did involve running around in mad zig-zags and circles, some of which crossed repeatedly over the wooden floor(s) I was trying to mop.
Just one thing, though: was it really necessary to scream at the top of your considerably powerful lungs while you did it?
Yours (with a fond smile and a lingering headache),
Alice x
Dear Mother of Toddler/Mother's Friend;
I hate you.
Paying no attention to your child - who doesn't know any better and was just being a child - while he not only wrecked the work you could see me trying desperately to get done but also shouted and screeched painfully loudly is one thing (I don't think it's very nice, but I can't make you do otherwise). Allowing said child to actually leave your line of sight in a DIY store - a place filled with dangers you apparently can't comprehend - however, is so unutterably reprehensible as beggers belief.
Yes, I know the baby you are jiggling up and down is adorable, but you have TWO children, not one. Act accordingly!
You are incredibly lucky that when you finally left the store that boy was still intact.
Yours (glaring with distaste),
Alice
Dear Bingo;
By the time I took you on your evening walk, I was visibly at the end of both my energy and patience. Exhausted, cranky, achy...I'd had enough. All I wanted was a nice, peaceful and, more importantly, uneventful, stroll through the woods with my (obedient) dog.
What I got was a stroll through the woods where you refused to come when called and proceeded to have a go at every naughty activity I get cross with you for within the course of 60 minutes.
.....Ta for that.
Yours (ruefully),
Alice x
Dear Mother;
Without your moral and practical support, I would have gone insane by now.
.....Ta for that.
Yours (lovingly),
Alice x
***
...can you tell my day has gone well?
Alice x
Monday, 12 January 2015
I Am Sure That Nobody Else -
- has to convince their dog that there is a cat waiting to be chased outside the back door just to get him to go into the garden to do a wee (that he desperately needs) to hold him over till his next walk.
.....Every, damn, time.....
I am sure that nobody else has to do that.
=SIGH=
Alice x
PS: in case you are wondering; despite his undoubted intelligence, yes he does fall for it.
Every damn time.
.....Every, damn, time.....
I am sure that nobody else has to do that.
=SIGH=
Alice x
PS: in case you are wondering; despite his undoubted intelligence, yes he does fall for it.
Every damn time.
Friday, 9 January 2015
It's Been A Hectic...
...and not altogether pleasant week and a half or so. Not that pleasant things didn't happen, because they did. I'm just in a bit of a dark cave right now (as my mother compassionately put it last night). I can see daylight, and keep trying to walk towards it, and I nearly succeed, but then all of a sudden all the bad thoughts will rush in and start shouting at me and I will have a panic attack and start crying and then I'm back where I started again.
All this is perfectly normal. I keep being told that. Perfectly normal. Perfectly natural.
.....Great.
Doesn't make it suck any less.
Anyway. Today has been a better, closer to the daylight kind of day. I feel OK. Level. Calm. Stable.
I stay like that as long as I am too distracted to think.
Which is probably the reason why, after a hard shift at work, I felt the desperate urge after a brief sit down to not only do the quick vacuume and wipe round through the house I had planned, but also to then drag the cooker out and clean behind that as well (for the first time in...when did we move here?...in five years). Oh, and clean the inside and outside of the fridge.
=shrugs=
Whatever works.
Anyway, that is not what I came online to share (though, kitchen cleaner than it has ever been: yay!). What I wanted to do was to repeat this quote I found online while looking for something else:
"Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes. It just so happens that I have more beauty to go around."
Cool, eh?
As someone who is aiming to lose weight*, but not to be anything remotely near 'thin', I like that.
I like that a lot.
Alice x
* 3lbs so far. Not at all bad considering my average portion size.
.....2 stone 11lbs to go. =sigh=.....
All this is perfectly normal. I keep being told that. Perfectly normal. Perfectly natural.
.....Great.
Doesn't make it suck any less.
Anyway. Today has been a better, closer to the daylight kind of day. I feel OK. Level. Calm. Stable.
I stay like that as long as I am too distracted to think.
Which is probably the reason why, after a hard shift at work, I felt the desperate urge after a brief sit down to not only do the quick vacuume and wipe round through the house I had planned, but also to then drag the cooker out and clean behind that as well (for the first time in...when did we move here?...in five years). Oh, and clean the inside and outside of the fridge.
=shrugs=
Whatever works.
Anyway, that is not what I came online to share (though, kitchen cleaner than it has ever been: yay!). What I wanted to do was to repeat this quote I found online while looking for something else:
"Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes. It just so happens that I have more beauty to go around."
Cool, eh?
As someone who is aiming to lose weight*, but not to be anything remotely near 'thin', I like that.
I like that a lot.
Alice x
* 3lbs so far. Not at all bad considering my average portion size.
.....2 stone 11lbs to go. =sigh=.....
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