My holiday is now only hours away (...although, technically, I guess everything can be classed as 'hours away, but still...), and I am feeling a teeny bit excited.
The excitement has been building up for the past few days, actually.
Since Monday, in fact.
I was worried that the final week would drag - particularly as I am not particularly happy at work right now - so I decided that I would get one thing done per day from the list I had written as part my grand Let's Get Ready For SATURDAY plan. That way, no matter what kind of day I had, I would have accomplished something positive and that would cheer me up.
Good in theory, and worked in practice.
On Sunday, I wrote the list.
On Monday, I purchased some teeny weeny 'travel sized' bottles of shampoo, toothpaste etc.
On Tuesday I delved into the Black Hole Of Collison (otherwise known as 'the large cupboard beside the bathroom') and found a suitable warm-but-not-too-warm coat to wear,
On Wednesday, I picked out which books I was going to take (There y'go, Best Friend 0.5; the important things are being taken care of).
On Thursday, I decided what I was going to wear on Day 1, and then packed everything else I planned on taking into my suitcase (minus my toothbrush, I still needed that).
And on Friday (today), I visited t'bank to pick up all me spending money, and have also jam-packed my shoulder bag full of everything else I think I'll need, and want to have easy access to.
So! I's all ready, so I is!
Yea!
Alice. x
Friday, 27 May 2016
Thursday, 26 May 2016
Top Tip.
When one is using binoculars, it is a good idea for one to stand still when one is gawping through them at - say - a goldfinch rather than trying to walk, lest one should trip and land flat on one's face, and then end up limping one's way home coated in mud.
Thank you.
That is all.
=bows. limps off=
Alice. x
Thank you.
That is all.
=bows. limps off=
Alice. x
Monday, 23 May 2016
Today Was A Good Day.
Today, my shift at work went - mostly - according to plan.
Today, nobody - at work or otherwise - became cross with me for any reason.
Today, I felt I had made a difference and left with the satisfaction of a job done well (I always work hard, but sometimes in spite of best efforts, I make no headway at all).
Today, lots of people smiled at me (some bemusedly, but still).
Today, I brought some things ready for my holiday (four days and counting: yea!).
Today, I had a nice afternoon watching my favourite television shows with Bingo curled up either beside me on the sofa or on top of my foot.
Today, I spent a very pleasant hour or so meandering through Stourvale Wetlands with the dog and my binoculars (gulls, sparrows, wagtails, blue-tits, and a beautiful view of a heron silhouetted against the sky).
Today, as of this evening, I am relaxed and contented and happy.
Today was a good day.
Alice. x
Today, nobody - at work or otherwise - became cross with me for any reason.
Today, I felt I had made a difference and left with the satisfaction of a job done well (I always work hard, but sometimes in spite of best efforts, I make no headway at all).
Today, lots of people smiled at me (some bemusedly, but still).
Today, I brought some things ready for my holiday (four days and counting: yea!).
Today, I had a nice afternoon watching my favourite television shows with Bingo curled up either beside me on the sofa or on top of my foot.
Today, I spent a very pleasant hour or so meandering through Stourvale Wetlands with the dog and my binoculars (gulls, sparrows, wagtails, blue-tits, and a beautiful view of a heron silhouetted against the sky).
Today, as of this evening, I am relaxed and contented and happy.
Today was a good day.
Alice. x
Friday, 6 May 2016
Jeeze Louise -
- but it has been a long time since I last posted anything on here. Nearly three weeks. Not as bad as some previous absences - I think while MJ was staying with Mother and me I posted approximately twice in six months - but still pretty darn tardy of me, wouldn't you say?
.....So! What have I been doing I hear (both of) you ask?
Well, when I think about it, not all that much.
Not that I have been sat doing nothing all day, you understand (and I hasten to add), and twiddling my thumbs. Oh no, I've been busy doing the things that normally keep me busy - ...work, dog, family, friends, errands, choir, household chores, reading, writing, watching stuff on YouTube while I pretend to write, helping Mother, curling up and feeling sorry for myself because allergy season has started again and I've been feeling utterly terrible, sewing (rather a lot of sewing, actually; I've had three pigs to make at short notice, not to mention an elephant for The Great Aunt's birthday and a doll dressed up like a scientist)... - but (other than the extra sewing) nothing much more than that.
I just haven't felt much like writing on here for a bit, I guess..
And now I'm here, and I feel like talking, and can't think of a thing to say.
Which is helpful.
Perhaps it's because I've been feeling ill, and that is all it is.
Because I really have, and still do. It's been building up for days, and now seems to have reached a nice high plateau of "please, someone/something make it stop!".
Y'know, I've noticed over the years - and this really irritates me - that people who are allergy free have no concept whatsoever of how bad this can get; they really haven't. Allergy sufferers are often maligned and jested about - lightheartedly or not - and portrayed as wimps for moaning about what - to them - seems to be a mild case of the sniffles.
It's "just allergies!", they say. It's "only hayfever!" they hoot. As though we are exaggerating for effect, or something. They truly appear to assume that suffering from allergies is the equivalent of sniffing a bit with the odd sneeze and itch to the eyes thrown in, and it doesn't ever get any worse than that. It simply doesn't seem to be understood that what actually happens is you feel one teeny tiny step away from having the flu - real flu, that is; not the 'I-have-a-bad-cold-and-need/want-to-stay-home-from-work' type of flu that people who haven't experienced proper flu claim is flu - pretty much all the time (except for the times when it takes the teeny tiny step into flu feeling territory) for however long it happens to be that whatever you are allergic to is doing all of its growing and pollinating.
Add 'trigger' asthma in - like I have - and on some days you end up feeling even worse than that.
Add in being allergic to several kinds of pollen that appear all at once - also like me! See how special I am? I have both asthma AND multiple allergies at the same time! Sometimes my specialness makes me so giddy that I might just throw up! - and you feel very very crap indeed.
Oh, and to make matters worse; one of my bigger allergies is caused by grass (y'know, that green stuff that grows and pollinates from around march to October; that stuff).
And to really put the tin hat on it; I work in a place that sells a large variety of plants.
.....Including grass (clever, eh?).....
=SIGHS=
Anyway, the assumption irritates me, a lot.
And, just in case you hadn't noticed; right now, I'm feeling very, very crap indeed.
Can you tell?
(I hide it well, after all)
Alice x
P.S. I know you must be fed up with the moaning by now, but meh =shrugs= t'is my Blog, so:
Also, I keep sneezing (you know the kind on television after somebody has snorted pepper, and you think; fake! nobody can sneeze that many times in that space of time? It's just like that).
.....Since sitting down this afternoon - once I got home from work and all my other chores were done - I've wiped off my computer screen so many times while I finished The Great Aunt's birthday elephant, listening as I was to Pentatonix sing their hearts out as I did so (I do love YouTube), and then enjoyed two new episodes of The Big Bang Theory, that I've actually lost count.
.....And I know that that is gross and horrid - okay? - but there are only so many tissues a girl can go through, no matter how soft, before her nose feels as though it is on fire and she just wants to bury her head in her hands (which are shaking madly due to her being forced to use her inhaler 5 times today already just to make it through her shift without passing out) and cry.
.....So! What have I been doing I hear (both of) you ask?
Well, when I think about it, not all that much.
Not that I have been sat doing nothing all day, you understand (and I hasten to add), and twiddling my thumbs. Oh no, I've been busy doing the things that normally keep me busy - ...work, dog, family, friends, errands, choir, household chores, reading, writing, watching stuff on YouTube while I pretend to write, helping Mother, curling up and feeling sorry for myself because allergy season has started again and I've been feeling utterly terrible, sewing (rather a lot of sewing, actually; I've had three pigs to make at short notice, not to mention an elephant for The Great Aunt's birthday and a doll dressed up like a scientist)... - but (other than the extra sewing) nothing much more than that.
I just haven't felt much like writing on here for a bit, I guess..
And now I'm here, and I feel like talking, and can't think of a thing to say.
Which is helpful.
Perhaps it's because I've been feeling ill, and that is all it is.
Because I really have, and still do. It's been building up for days, and now seems to have reached a nice high plateau of "please, someone/something make it stop!".
Y'know, I've noticed over the years - and this really irritates me - that people who are allergy free have no concept whatsoever of how bad this can get; they really haven't. Allergy sufferers are often maligned and jested about - lightheartedly or not - and portrayed as wimps for moaning about what - to them - seems to be a mild case of the sniffles.
It's "just allergies!", they say. It's "only hayfever!" they hoot. As though we are exaggerating for effect, or something. They truly appear to assume that suffering from allergies is the equivalent of sniffing a bit with the odd sneeze and itch to the eyes thrown in, and it doesn't ever get any worse than that. It simply doesn't seem to be understood that what actually happens is you feel one teeny tiny step away from having the flu - real flu, that is; not the 'I-have-a-bad-cold-and-need/want-to-stay-home-from-work' type of flu that people who haven't experienced proper flu claim is flu - pretty much all the time (except for the times when it takes the teeny tiny step into flu feeling territory) for however long it happens to be that whatever you are allergic to is doing all of its growing and pollinating.
Add 'trigger' asthma in - like I have - and on some days you end up feeling even worse than that.
Add in being allergic to several kinds of pollen that appear all at once - also like me! See how special I am? I have both asthma AND multiple allergies at the same time! Sometimes my specialness makes me so giddy that I might just throw up! - and you feel very very crap indeed.
Oh, and to make matters worse; one of my bigger allergies is caused by grass (y'know, that green stuff that grows and pollinates from around march to October; that stuff).
And to really put the tin hat on it; I work in a place that sells a large variety of plants.
.....Including grass (clever, eh?).....
=SIGHS=
Anyway, the assumption irritates me, a lot.
And, just in case you hadn't noticed; right now, I'm feeling very, very crap indeed.
Can you tell?
(I hide it well, after all)
Alice x
P.S. I know you must be fed up with the moaning by now, but meh =shrugs= t'is my Blog, so:
Also, I keep sneezing (you know the kind on television after somebody has snorted pepper, and you think; fake! nobody can sneeze that many times in that space of time? It's just like that).
.....Since sitting down this afternoon - once I got home from work and all my other chores were done - I've wiped off my computer screen so many times while I finished The Great Aunt's birthday elephant, listening as I was to Pentatonix sing their hearts out as I did so (I do love YouTube), and then enjoyed two new episodes of The Big Bang Theory, that I've actually lost count.
.....And I know that that is gross and horrid - okay? - but there are only so many tissues a girl can go through, no matter how soft, before her nose feels as though it is on fire and she just wants to bury her head in her hands (which are shaking madly due to her being forced to use her inhaler 5 times today already just to make it through her shift without passing out) and cry.
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