Master 17 took me to task this week over my lack of "proper" posts in this blogging space of mine.
"But I've been putting up my photo a day posts" I defended weakly.
He just gave me the look … you know the one … the I expect better one, I didn't raise you like that one, the no effort is no reward one … aaahh … I've taught that boy well.
"It's just that there's nothing going on … nothing to write about … nothing to share."
"Mum" *long suffering sigh* "Mum, you used to write a post almost every day and they were never about anything!"
Right.
Point taken.
So here's a refreshing NEW post about nothing.
I spent a very constructive afternoon tidying and reorganising my linen press.
Look at it!! It's a flaming work of art!!
I tried to flog Master 14's old bed off on Facebook … but didn't get any takers. So it remains in situ … taking pride of place in my lounge room.
I'm considering surrounding it with a velvet rope and calling it a sculptural installation.
I shaved my legs!!
I'm yet to do anything about their lily whiteness.
"An apple a day keeps the Doctor away" … or so I've been told. So I painted two.
I didn't actually eat any … I was too full from the Snickers bar and the packet of Twisties.
Oh … and I remembered to feed and water the dog.
That's always helpful.
My Life By Me
My little life is boring
You must be glad it's mine.
There's ne'er a grand adventure
To take up all my time.
Each day is filled with this and that,
Miscellaneous, humdrum stuff.
I cannot speak of thrills and spills,
They don't happen … interestingly enough.
So I just plod on so tediously,
It's the same thing every day.
And the only thing surprising me,
I wouldn't have it any other way!!
