As ever - lots of blog-hopping opportunities via the above linky thingie.
Outside my window... the black plastic cover is STILL covering half the garden. Sigh.
I am thinking... that the lasagne I made earlier smells yumcious even though I do say so meself!
I am thankful... for my family. Nuff said.
In the kitchen... a monumentally huge amount of dry washing is teetering on the table and needs to be sorted and put away. Sigh. Rock and bloody roll.
I am wearing... black. What??!!
I am creating... a monumentally huge mess as I attempt to declutter the house with a view to having space to be able to start scrapbooking again.
I am going... to cry. Because I'm simply moving one pile to another pile and then back to the same place. I need a lie down in a darkened room until the declutteration fairies pay a visit and sort it all out for me. MU-UUUM!!!!
I am wondering... whether anyone would notice if I lifted up a couple of the laminated floorboards and swept all the clutter beneath.
I am reading... the riot act, mainly, to errant 13 year olds who make it their life's work to clutter up the tiniest available decluttered space in the house. With plates. And mugs. And empty bloody packets of STUFF!! (well... not stuff exactly - cos the stuff has been scoffed - you know what I mean don't you?!)
I am hoping... that the sun shines tomorrow..... because....
I am looking forward to... a work colleague's wedding at a ver' posh venue where I shall swan around in heels and a floaty dress which is not coloured black -
I am learning that grief cannot be locked away in a box and will rear its head at the most inopportune of moments.
Around the house...well..... it's a bloomin' mess innit?!
I am pondering... whether to go put some fake tan on or whether I can actually be arsed with all that malarkey and just look pale and interesting instead.
A favorite quote for today...
One of my favorite things... my BlackBerry. One is never alone with a BlackBerry. (How shallow I am!).
A few plans for the rest of the week: Back to work I'm afraid. I can't afford to be off any more so I shall have to put on my big girl pants (shurrup you lot) and be brave. I'm only there for a week though because I have a week's annual leave booked so that could break me in gently, so to speak.
A peek into my day...