I ended the Fish Factory today feeling sad. It can't be helped when I've returned from seeing Sparkling Eyes and Rock Chick. I have to cast out of my mind those feelings of depression and think of other things which have happened over the last few days. Like how close I came to being a dog's dinner when I went out jogging and a Great Dane fancied some chicken leg. Or how I spent a good half an hour under a bathroom sink fiddling about with the rods to the plug figuring out how to get it to work properly. Or how lucky I was to be scowled at by Sparkling when my mind reading abilities had temporarily lapsed. Even mowing the lawn three times in three days to get it appropriately cropped was more exciting than being where I sat today. Although my lifestyle changes when I see Sparkles, every moment is wonderful. Even if Rock is shouting out "mum" when I've said something so she can bend it in a way to get me in hot water. But it don't matter, it don't matter one little bit.
Now I have to find things to keep myself busy. Painting had become my reprieve and back into it I will delve again. The house inside and out, weather permitting. Or maybe I should just get up particularly early tomorrow morning put on a pair of trainers and seek a four legged animal to run away from, what could be better inspiration to do something, other than just sit here, drinking tea and eating biscuits. Be it chocolate ones.
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