Tag: getting my shit sorted

  • One

    One

    I watched this video yesterday on my phone. I NEVER watch anything that way, but yesterday I did. The phrase ‘How Bad Do You Want It’ has been rolling around my head ever since. A random search turned up the following video, and once I’d watched this a door opened in my head that was previously […]

  • Photoshop Handsome

    Photoshop Handsome

    Not nearly enough of my life has been lived on principle. Expediency is no longer something I feel comfortable entertaining. Occasionally, reality holds up signs that you cannot easily choose to ignore and, in my case, the last 72 hours have been filled with offline portents. Forget the disaster that’s been my online life for the […]

  • It’s A Man’s Man’s Man’s World

    It’s A Man’s Man’s Man’s World

    I’m going to talk today, both here and on the writing site, about my NaNoWriMo choice. The latter gets a more clinical attack on subject matter and motivation but here I feel compelled to discuss an issue that continues to irk, and has made me stop and think about what it is I write and […]

  • Mr Blue Sky

    Mr Blue Sky

    Some days I do not understand myself at all. Then, when I take a step back, it all makes perfect sense. I know why I’m angry this morning, and if I’d not done something a while ago I could have prevented this whole set of negative feelings from even happening. A sensible woman would have […]

  • Running in the Family

    Running in the Family

    I’ve not done Fitbit stats for a while, and there’s a reason I realised last night, looking at the numbers. Once upon a time, I was all about the steps. If I’d not done 12k a day I was somehow a failure. However last week, I only managed that total once in a week which […]

  • Sunrise

    Sunrise

    I dropped my daughter off at school early this morning, and was back home at 8.30 am. This allowed me to get a 50 minute Yoga session completed before 10am. It’s only the second I’ve done since I started my weight/stamina training, but the improvement in strength and ability is now very obvious. Previously Chaturanga […]

  • One Life Stand

    One Life Stand

    I have had enough. I’ve been quietly removing increasing numbers of items out of the house via the Minimalism Game’s T&C’s: getting to 18 things today was a bit of an epiphany moment. There is so much in this house that is not mine to claim ownership over, after all. I am but one quarter […]

  • Afraid of the Dark

    Afraid of the Dark

    I’m not talking to you when I write a blog. You, reading this now and then assuming that we have this glorious and intimate relationship via the Internet, do not understand how language works. My biggest issue, without doubt in the last couple of years, has arisen when some bloke who found me attractive then […]

  • Burning Heart

    Burning Heart

    I am not an Expert. I’ll grant you, sometimes I probably sound like I’m trying to be one. For the record, this is ABSOLUTELY NOT the intention. If you asked me what I’m really good at, I’d struggle to give you a representative answer. I can do a decent fist of writing, if the wind’s in my […]

  • The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret

    The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret

    Social media has made everyone stupid. Even the most articulate and sensible of people has a moment, from time to time (I do NOT count myself in this number, I’m perpetually dumb on Twitter) and we forgive them, mostly, because we are generous and kind-hearted rhinoceroses. I’m watching with increasing humour, for instance, as the White […]