Sunday

It's Thursday.  The working week has been pretty frustrating, left to flounder again but people are busy and they don't have time to train me, so I'm not annoyed with them, they maybe should not have been given the task of training me, or have accepted it, if there was no time.

I enjoyed our chat this morning in the darkness, all that was missing was your smile and me being able to give you a hug or to try to make you laugh.

I have so many balls in the air at the moment, it's only a matter of time until I drop one. 

I'm still struggling a bit to write here hon.  I want to write something but my heart's not in it.  Last Sunday it was cold and crisp and today, Sunday, it's bright but cold, it was the same on Friday, such a beautiful day, blinding sunlight and rich golden leaves as far as the eye could see.

The past few weeks have brought incredible sadness and incredible reminders of love.  The only thing you can do at times like these is to keep putting one foot in front of the other.  Sooner or later, the path will begin to get easier again, I promise.

September 1st

Can you believe it?  The 1st?  I can't.  Don't feel like we have had a summer and all of a sudden, it's September, the month following my Leonine birthday month, (which I barely noticed this year,) and as we all know, September announces the beginning, or at least give you fair notice that Autumn is well on it's way, whether you are ready or not.  The nights are drawing in, the mornings are already darker and before you know it, the leaves will be turning to shades of gold and orange and will be crunching under my feet.

I spent the 1st by firstly working overtime, as usual at the moment.  I had then arranged to meet dear nephew CJ for a mini shopping expedition and general catch up.  I have no idea if all men are like this but shopping with a man is a totally different kettle of fish to shopping with a woman.  CJ at least, is quick to please and quick to decide.  I choose for him, send him into changing rooms, he comes out to get my opinion and hey presto, we have a sale ladies and gentlemen.  Same goes for cologne shopping.  Do we need help?  (the sprightly sales assistant asks.)  Yes we do!  I reply.  She deftly asks CJ what he usually wears, deduces that he likes fresh but masculine scents and give us three to choose from.  I veto one as it's too sweet for me, but leave CJ up to make his own decision.  He chooses the one I would have chosen. 

Two pairs of jeans and one cologne later and we're in Costa Coffee for a beverage, a little something to eat and a catch up.

I feel like death, hot, sweaty, tired and mentally drained after work, still, it is nice to catch up and I'm pretty sure my darling nephew doesn't care what I look like.

I get home, fall into the shower, devour a gorgeous, if I do say so myself stir-fry then catch up with my cousin L for an hour, it's been a busy week.

I manage to stay up until 9.30pm, a record for me at present and only the loud buzz and vibration of a "midge" close to my ear, disturbs me in the middle of the night.  By 4.30am I'm wide awake and raring to go, fortunately, today... Sunday, my alarm does not need to go off until 5am, so I stay there and make the most of my sleep in.