A crafty beginning

Hello again .....

I've spent a lot of time thinking this week and most of it about this blog where I have been very honest and open about my private thoughts and feelings. Some of this I possibly should not have done. After a rather nasty experience this week I really did consider not writing anymore as I kind of feel too expose so much of myself is rather foolish and I really don't wish complete strangers to know so much about me. It's easy while writing to imagine it's a diary only for your attention as I used to do many years ago. But this diary will not be hidden under my bed and locked with a key hidden in my knicker draw as its read in America and Russia and by people who don't know me nor will ever meet me. I haven't decided yet how I am or indeed if I am going to continue writing so openly which seems a shame as the one thing people have fed back is it is so honest - but like I said we will see......

Now enough of that as It seems I have secured another job! I don't start for a few weeks which is great as I need some time to recover and kick back a bit - maybe a few weeks to rest up and see all my dear friends who I have lost touch with. Loosing my friend Amanda has hit me hard and the fact I never said goodbye due to that terrible job has left a nasty taste in my mouth. If I could turn the clock back I would have gone but unfortunately that trick is only possible in films. Her family have kept her FB account going which is obviously how they cope but to see her popping up on my updates is difficult and a constant reminder she is no longer here.

I have an iPod I love it as it's full of odd tunes and albums ranging from country to pop. Trouble is I hate iTunes and have managed to wipe it clean twice. I really love the portability of this device and the way I can take so much music with me in the car. Jon however drives me mad as he flicks through my tracks moaning as I don't necessarily down load the entire album. Some I do but how many times have you bought an album only to be disappointed with the other tracks? So I don't ........ Jon however cannot understand this. The arguments this has caused are unbelievable, the sarcastic comments of disbelief as he finds another solo song not 12 have driven me to distraction but its MY iPod and I have told him so. He has gone out and bought his own now - he has spent the last three days walking around the house looking like Mickey Mouse (head phones) transferring over 55 of his precious albums on to it and loves it! In fact he now knows more about iTunes than I do which has been an adventure of frustration for him too. Music is such a personal thing, certain voices touch my soul but may not necessarily touch someone else's. So it's probably better we have separate devices and we stick to Pink Floyd in the car - we never argue over Floyd...

I have decided to get busy this week I went along to our local craft store and purchased almost my body weight in felt, wool, buttons, thread etc and I intend to make some brooches/rings. I have a crafty streak and at one point I owned my own kiln and ran a successful pottery business but that was years ago. I really fancy making again and I intend to use the next three weeks wisely even if I wear them all myself I will be happy. The excitement of having such beautiful colours and materials is addictive and I had to drag myself out of the store before I spent to much money. The allure of those places is amazing, all the possibilities of creation are endless and the magazines full of such beautiful designs and ideas.  These always shine so bright and seem so easy but in reality when you have super glued your fingers together for the ninth time complete with cat hair and the last bead you needed is under the sofa where the cat is headed things are not as exciting and you wish you had not started in the first places - well kind of......

I may paint the bathroom this week

I may tidy up the garden

I may sort out my wardrobe and I may even sort out the spare room. 

All these things need doing 

Our fence is hanging off and we now have an imposed full view into our dreadful neighbours kitchen and the antics that happen late at night. The garden is full of weeds, bamboo and untidiness - unfortunately I really do need to find my summer dresses so even though I now have some time in which to do these things all may not happen. I'm due to start pain therapy this week and actually have another interview as well. To suddenly have some time to do such things is weird but I cannot get to like it as it will make returning to work all the more difficult. I am however excited at the prospect of a new beginning and a new adventure and the hope it is nothing like the last one that was an adventure, no scrap that, an ordeal could have done without.

It's been a long week x