Saturday, 21 February 2009


The fact of the matter is that I've been quite busy. And a little woo-woo in the brain.

Time seems to just melt away, like a prawn cracker in tea. Not that I have ever put a prawn cracker in tea. But there may have been a tea spillage on the side once, into which a prawn cracker made its final journey.

In any case. I have a weird arm. I got it from writing notes for the first essay for my course. And that was over a month ago now and the hurt is still hurty (like now with the typing for example) and I am having physio but since the diagnosis seems to be "hurty arm" it feels a little like guesswork. Helpful guesswork.

I have also been juggling some problems with my counselling placement, which has been very anxiety-making, but which seems be sorted out now. Or at least it will be in a couple of weeks.

So I've been a little wonky in the brain, feeling a little out of control, a little oh-my-gosh-I-can't-cope.

I've been eating a lot of cake.

Let's put it like that.

Today hub is doing a writing workshop, and I am doing some tea-drinking and some bed-lazing. (Although I should be doing some editing, but I can't seem to bring myself to actually engage with it.)

I suppose things are a bit split. I'm working two jobs, I'm doing my counselling diploma, I'm doing my placement, I'm trying to give hub the lurve and attention he deserves, and somewhere in all of that I get a bit confused and woolly. Like a tea cosy that wishes it were a bobble hat.


Cheerful One said...

I was only wondering the other day where you had gone. Which is good coming from me, as I don't seem to be very bloggy these days, either.

Which is to say: I know exactly how you feel. Thank goodness for cake.

Anonymous said...

Cake does it every time. Yesterday we had lunch in a restaurant in Pitlochry called Chocolate. It was full of yummy cakes. Now I wish I had saved one for you.

Angela-la-la said...

Tea cosies can be whatever they want to be, it's a cosmic fact.


Miss Tickle said...

Cheerful One, thank goodness indeed! I would be quite lost without it.

Hulla, how I wish I had been in Chocolate with you!

Angie, I have missed you. How are things? And I feel more robust thanks to your news about tea cosies.

McBöbø said...

Writing notes, how very quaint and ye olde worlde.

If you fingers or wrists hurty while typing, try this:

It will nag you in a supportive way to take regular breaks from typey-typey-typing. Which is a good thing for hurty arms.

As for the tea cosy, I'm thinking it really wants to be ballroom dress for a Barbie doll. Or has living with Hulla started to rub off?

Take care