Archive for August, 2012

As I whirled through my housework today during a period of what can only be described as something akin to “cyclonic activity”…… I was distracted from my work by certain minor/intermediate annoyances.  Normally, whilst engaging in tedious work of this nature, I am more than happy to be distracted from the task at hand.  However, it just seemed to me, that the universe was conspiring against me because it really wanted me to go and play with my bits of metal and rivets and inks and glass beads – well, anything shiny and bright really – instead of making sure my family came home to a clean, orderly place of residence.  I’m happy to say that I perservered in my quest to provide floors fit to eat dinner off and a dunny that sparkles…..and I DARE anyone to find a single solitary cell of staphylococcus bacteria on MY phone!!

Anyway……says she who is easily distracted……here is a list of:

“Things That Just DO My Head In.”

  1. Someone gets a new bar of soap to put in the shower…..but still leaves bits of the old soap in the dish.  *Growl* – C’mon guys!!  Everyone knows that the old soap bits NEVER stick to the new soap……just take ’em out, throw ’em away ……. or something…..
  2. Leaving 4 sheets of toilet paper on the roll…..and NO SPARES in the roll holder next to the dunny!!  Very inconvenient..ok.
  3. Halfway through vacuuming….the disposable bag’s full so I throw it out, then discover I don’t have any spare ones and it’s an hour long round trip to buy more….Doh!
  4. Seeing teenage man-child’s clothing drawers open – for the 97th time this week….. I mean, how hard is it to just close the drawer after you take your jocks out for goodness sake?????????
  5. Really dirty hands, NO HAND SOAP!!  Guess that will be me that fills that up huh?
  6. Having to put away the DVD’s laying on the TV unit…..again.  I swear I am one step closer to implementing my threat where everything that’s not put away will go into bags and be dropped off at the op shop.
  7. Finding 1 tiny, lonely piece of cold meat left in the container in the fridge – not even enough for a quarter slice of bread.  Guess if you leave it there that means the next person who comes along (Oh!  That would be MUM!) opens it and therefore the rule where “The last person who touches it has to wash up the container” now applies.
  8. Finding a pile of dirty socks stashed under a pile of clean clothes in teenage man-child’s room. Why they appear to be strategically hidden from something/one is beyond me?  Are the sock Nazi’s in the neighbourhood this week?  I counted 9 steps from his room to the dirty laundry basket – not exactly a marathon distance – yet he happily trudges the 16 steps from his room to the TV much more often and with much less whinging!  Go figure…..
  9. Someone leaves a tissue in their pocket and it goes through the wash!  Ok….so this is usually ME (looking sheepish…. 🙂  ) -but it still annoys me when it happens.
  10. Four drops of milk left in the container at 9 o’clock at night.  Shops are shut – that means no milk for brekky…..or coffee!
  11. Having to ask 18 times for teenage man-child (who’s sitting on couch watching Simpsons….very comfy thank you…while I’m trying to do 10 million things) to PLEASE feed the dogs before they forget the saying about “never bite the hand that feeds you”…….
  12. Driving all the way into town with various catalogues stuffed under one’s armpits, in full battle-dress and ready to brave the hoardes of desperate shoppers determined to buy anything with a red spot special…..only to find out the sale ended ……    yesterday…… 😦
  13. Why, after a hearty meal of roast beef, roast potatoes and yummy vegies, would you bother to leave 7 peas on your plate and then complain because Mum asked you to finish them off?  Annoyed….because the above-mentioned peas are quietly and surreptitiously fed to the drooling dog, desperate for any handout off the dinner plate……even if it is only 7 measly peas.
  14. Having a fridge full of food and no earthly idea what to have for dinner?????

Ahhhh – and on that note, I will retire to stare blankly into the fridge – silently willing Jamie Oliver to suddenly turn up on my doorstep out of the blue and inform me that I have won a whole month’s worth of his kitchen services!!!!  YAY!!  Oh well – no point in having small, achievable dreams, is there?  lol.  Best I get back to working out what’s for tea…..

Have a great weekend, fellow blog-landers…..

Peace & love.

Cheers – Sandy

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Have you ever dug your heels in about something that you really DIDN’T want to do?  And I don’t mean when you were a kid and were determined not to cut in half the last red jelly snake to share with your brother!  (Although thinking back….that would be right up there  amongst the top things to dig your heels in about…)

No.  I’m talking about knowing you have to do something – sort of  life or death (well almost) – with the knowledge that it’s no longer a democratic decision on your part.  You know…..the choice is no longer solely yours to make, outta your hands etc etc.   Of  little comfort is the fact that knowing the outcome will benefit you and therefore probably others around you,  knowing that you will get used to it…..eventually (sure! yada, yada…etc)…..and maybe you won’t even hate it so much anymore.

I’m talking about EXERCISE!  *sigh*

I hate exercise!

Ok, I’m lazy. I know that.  I love to be a couch potato.  I love to watch the telly.  I love to dawdle around when I’m doing my shopping.  Any sport that involves sitting on my butt….I’m your man!  Er, well….woman 🙂   Even my work involves sitting down – either making beads, or making jewellery or book keeping etc.  Actually I used to be incredibly active when I was growing up, continuing all through my teens and early twenties.  I think that’s the problem – I’ve used up all my energy in the first 20 years of my life!!  LOL   Or maybe it’s because I have Fibromyalgia and it hurts  to do much else than sit,  some days.

Either way…….apparently 71.5 kgs for my petite frame is way too much, as is my cholesterol level of ……(mumble, mumble – not telling!) . Oh and don’t forget the fact that I can’t seem to run the fur babies around the back yard without collapsing into a heaving, wheezing, coughing mess.  Add that to my various sleeping issues etc etc and my  doctor’s orders are that I slide that chair under the table, put up the foot rest on my comfy recliner, turn the computer off,  lace up my joggers and move my butt (and my legs) towards the great outdoors.  Or the treadmill.  Whatever is my preferred option – that choice is actually up to me!


How does one start this new-fangled exercise stuff?  Actually, I did start walking a few months ago.  For a couple of weeks anyway.  I am a self-confessed “night freak” BUT I got myself out of bed at 5.30 in the morning (what the hell was I on??  And where can I get some more???  :)) and joined the army of “morning freaks” for their daily dose of dawn torture.  And most of them even looked HAPPY at that time of the day!  Pretty sure my face told a very different story to theirs….LOL    Several mornings, I even walked in the rain!  Now that’s dedication!!  It was on one of these rainy mornings when I was hurrying home, that I strained my foot and ended up  with a foot spur – which was incredibly painful.  See!  I knew exercise was damaging to your health!  This would not have happened if I was tucked up in bed!

Not that I’m really fat or anything – I just need to lose enough weight so that I don’t have to succumb to Number Two on my list of things that I really HATE doing……………CLOTHES SHOPPING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway……….I’ve procrastinated enough.  Time to just “man up” and get stuck in.  Maybe I’ll start nice and slow.  Just a few laps around the lounge room and then I might have to have a little lie down on the couch with a cuppa. 🙂

Catch you all later!!  Hope you’re having a great week!

Cheers – Sandy

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