these days it seems that all i tell you is that i have nothing to tell you. it is most frustrating. what has happened to me? have i said all i have to say? have i changed my ideas of what constitutes a post? is it because i haven't been listening to much radio of late, therefore cutting myself off from possible inspiration?
this week has been an odd one. i have worked less than usual and then there is the matter of those overseas visitors. they're not staying at our place, they don't need to and there would be no room but their presence in our fair city has caused some changes to the regular routine.
constant showers have meant that getting washing dry has been a bit of an issue. i could just get a dryer and finish the hassle but i know that once got one i would find it totally irresistable. i would put anything and everything in the dryer and i don't want to do that. the shunning of a dryer is my one sacrifice in the name of the environment. i know i'm being silly, i know i could get one and use it judiciously but on this i will just be pig-headed.
while preparing for our little jaunt away a couple weeks back i realised (or remembered, to be exact) that i didn't have an overnight type bag. i have generally shared a suitcase with hubby and/or kids but a suitcase isn't always the thing to have is it? so imagine how pleased i was when i went to get a few groceries in aldi this week and they happened to have gym bags on sale for (wait for it) $13!
i even managed to get a pink one. it will be just the thing for next weekend when i'm off to spend a couple of days with friends from my college days. i'm rather looking forward to it.
well, that's about enough about nothing for now