I suck at housework. Really suck. Clean I can do, tidy I cannot. I need this to change because it’s majorly getting me down. Today I have decided I’m going to really, really try to sort things out. I have attacked the kitchen already – the floor needs washing but aside from that it is… Continue reading Breaking Point
Supposing you have tried and failed again and again. You may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing we call “failure” is not the falling down, but the staying down. ~Mary Pickford Sometimes you read a quotation and think ‘pretentious rubbish’ and sometimes you read one and think ‘that’s it! Perfect.’… Continue reading Failure. And how I stopped being one.
We all have our own daemons, everyone is different and so are their tormentors. Even if they look the same on paper, chances are they’re all unique either in their manifestation or effects. Daemon’s are hard to live with, obviously, but something I have learned recently is that they can be lived with happily. If… Continue reading Dancing With The Devil
“I am still determined to be cheerful and happy, in whatever situation I may be; for I have also learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances.” – Martha Washington
Kids sleeping upstairs. Fingers burning from playing the guitar. Tummy full of good home cooking. Head full of songs. Heart glowing with simple happiness. Bliss. Today has been a good day.
This year has been a year of extremes. I have been so happy I was walking on air and so miserable I never wanted to get out of bed and speak to another person again. My little boy was born on 1st March and I learned that to have two children didn’t mean sharing the… Continue reading 2011 – a very mad year
1. The feeling that I never want to get out of bed again. Not in that nice ‘it’s cold out there and I’m all snuggly’ way but in a ‘I want the world to go away and someone put a cork in that baby’ way. 2. Lack of the ability to concentrate. I can’t write… Continue reading 5 Things I Hate Most About PND