I got hit by the bug from hell yesterday afternoon. Don't know how I got it but suffice it to say I spent most of the last 24 hours in the bathroom. I lost 3lbs, and I feel weak as a kitten. My motivation to do anything went down the toilet, so to speak.
I have been browsing around the internet looking for the magic piece of software that will immediately make me a scintillating blogger. Of course it doesn't exist. I tend to be a spontaneous blogger and don't have a plan when I sit down to write. Are you like that or do you have posts planned in advance? I am sure that is a good way to go but I am not disciplined enough.
I have always been a spontaneous person. I hate To Do lists and have never used one, things always get done but when I feel like doing them.
One thing that I can't resist doing is, when reading a book I have to look at the end of the story. I don't think I have ever read a book without doing this. I don't like surprises, any type of surprise, for example I don't like receiving gifts when I don't know what they are going to be. In fact I don't like gifts much at all, it puts me under obligation to return the favour and a loathe shopping for gifts, even when my boys were younger I gave them money and they bought what they wanted. The whole Christmas gift exchange is such a drag as far as I am concerned.
I could care less about expensive jewelery, if you want to show me undying love buy me a gadget. Diamonds are not my best friend I wouldn't know what to do with them.
One thing lately that I have been beating myself up about is giving my opinion too readily. I think my tongue is a bit too spontaneous. Also I have allowed myself to get impatient with my poor husband. He has a severe hearing problem, and although he has the best hearing aids we could afford I find myself repeating everything once or even twice. Part of the problem is that he thinks he hears you and rushes off to do what he thinks I want and it wasn't that at all.
On Sunday we were in the grocery store, and I needed some garbage bags, the large ones. We were in the line up when I realized I hadn't picked them up and he said he would get them. I had to grab his hand and yelled "Listen to me" because I knew he was off to get the ones I didn't want. He is the most excellent of husbands and I felt bad that I had embarrassed him in public, but sometimes his disability is mine too.
We received an e-mail from a daughter yesterday, she is shaving her head for "Cops for Cancer" would we support her? While a worthy cause we both felt that since she hasn't contacted us for a least nine months, and now just a request for money, which she sent out to everyone in her address book, we were not too sympathetic. Maybe that is taking a hard line, if however it was a real emergency we would find the money but this is something she has taken on herself.
So that is all for now folks, I am staying close to home because I am still not quite together yet.