Of Morning Moaning March 25, 2008
Posted by Jen in : Journal , trackbackHey ho, back to work this morning. I’m a bit cross with myself that I didn’t manage to get any of the things done over Easter that I meant to. The worst thing is that, as usual, I only have myself to blame. I suck, I really do. Which reminds me that I didn’t even do the hoovering and housework that was on the agenda. The pile of clothes that needs putting away practically reaches the ceiling. The school uniform’s not ironed yet. No 2 son has spent half the night vomiting so I’m tired and grouchy.
And today is supposed to be the day I start my keep fit and editing campaign. Pfffffff.
On the other hand, I did have a very nice day flouncing about Canterbury yesterday. The sun shone. There was an Italian food fair. Mmmmm, goats cheese and rosemary focaccia, scrummy. And I discovered a new downfall, Hotel Chocolat. Ooh, ‘eck. Dangerous stuff.
I’ve also spent quite a chunk of the weekend learning to touch type properly on my new ergonomic keyboard. I’m going to take it to work now that I’ve gat thw jang of it si woll.
Bogger. That was time well spwnt then.
I’m actually looking forward to editing the novel. But maybe I’ll start my new life tomorrow. I’m not entirely with it today. Hopefully, after another cuppa, I won’t be entirely without it either.
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Yes, starting your new life tomorrow is a good idea. I nearly always start mine tomorrow.
Laughting out loud at your clever touch typing.
Are you coming to the meet?
I’m starting my new keep fit and watch what I eat campaign tomorrow (was supposed to be Monday, then today but hey ho…..tomorrow it is!!)
Like JJ was laughing out loud at your touch typing and I rather liked the high waisted trousers bit in your picture…..do you need to wear high waisted trousers to be able to write?
C x
Hi,
I’m a new reader but as a struggling writer myself am loving your funny and very honest blog, cheers for the read and making me believe I’m not the only one mad as cheese!
On Hotel Chocolat, you have my sympathies, it’s too late for me but run, save yourself!!!!
Riycg Rtoubf… ha ha ha! Very good!
Love the picture too - yes, why the high-waisted trousers? Are they anything to do with the crossed legs (not wanting to give up writing time to go to the loo?)
Hotel Chocolat? I’d never heard of it. You are a very cruel and unkind blogger for including that link. I doomed… I say, doomed.
That cartoon is me!
I also did absolutely nothing over the weekend even though I’d planned too - so annoying! But like you I had some nice flouncing about days. Good luck with the editing!
I know! Where has the lovely weekend gone - I want it back. It’s not fair! Maybe I’ll feel better if I think about Hotel Chocolat for a while!
No jobs done and chocco porn links ? I feel so much better now
JJ - Am workibg pn thr meet. Sounds like fin.
Carol - high waisted = not essential. Elastic waisted? Mmmm, sexy.
Kerry - Ooh, hello. A new visitor, lovely! And one who likes the same music as me, I noticed. Brill. Oh, God… those rum truffles… sigh…
Leigh - weeing or writing. It’s all kind of on the same intellectual level for me right now? I’m even talking like a bimbo with questions at the end of my sentences? I’ll keep you informed about how good the 17 slabs of chocolate are?
A Writer - Bloomin Nora. Just wait ’til you’ve had kids!
Yvonne - there’s a lot to be said for flouncing writers. I’m not sure what it is, but there’s a lot. Probably.
Helen - I have the entire contents of their shop. Come and have a chocolatey party. If we both do it, the sin and calories will be magically halved.
Breezy - Glad to be of service. I have choccy sins, you have seeds. It’s a funny old world.
A keep fit and editing campaign? At the same time? I could do with some of that for my writer’s bottom.
Jen - I don’t want any kids.
Maddie - Hmmm, well The Novel’s printed out, ready for editing. And I went outside this morning. It’s a start, no?
A Writer - yeah, yeah, we all say that. It’s not we’ve got ‘em that we REALLY mean it!
I need editing after all the chocolate I’ve scoffed recently. I’ve even dragged Beverley Callard out of the DVD cupboard again, to help.
I like the sound of the ergonomic keyboard - if I got one, would it type my novel for me??
Karen - you keep Beverley Callard in your cupboard? No wonder she looks so ropey. My new keyboard hasn’t typed my novel for me. It just keeps making me type nonsense. No change there then.
Lucy - Mine are pretty awful and, to make matters worse, have sort of bright orange go-faster flashes which will look ludicrous as I’m puffing along at a snail’s pace. Nike have a lot to answer to. Not as much as those people who makes sports bras though. I look as if I’m about to go parachuting
I blame my lack of productivity and motivation to exercise on the mizzy weather. I did manage to drag an exercise bike out of the garage after the boys helpfully remarked that I still had a wobbly tummy. Little darlings that they are.
Hotel chocolate sounds divine, so decadent. MMmmmmm, and goat’s cheese foccaccia in Canterbury, you are dead exotic ;). Why would ironing ever win out over such a fun day out?
H
xx
Good intentions suck ass. That is all!
Oh - we have a Hotel Chocolat as well. You have my sympathies…. I have to run past the entrance else I will get sucked inside by a mysterious vortex…
hoorah, I’m not the only one to think “ooh that was four days I could’ve achieved good things yet I did not ” - and I don’t even have Hotel Chocolat as an excuse as I live on the edge of the armpit of the universe and we do not have such gorgeousness dans our environs
Hullaballoo - Children are helpful like that. At least with an exercise bike you can get thin in private. Parading one’s wibbles in public is never a good thing.
Kate - You may have a point there.
Nez - Oh, it was the vortex that got me, not greed or the lure of rum truffles. Phew.
Sal - Luckily, Hotel Chocolat is miles away. It should come with a health warning. Am trying to think of something good to say about living in an armpit. *scratches head* Um, would you like a chocolate?
Your day out sounds lovely and enviable, though not so the vomiting offspring. I really look forward to the things I procrastinate about too!
Hotel Chocolat sounds heavenly, I want one here. I daren’t describe my trousers, they’re too ghastly for words.
Oh dear, I clicked on the Chocolat link. Now how are we supposed to address ergonomic living when you give us links like that?
Hope vomity is better.x
Lucy - Looking forward to the things we procrastinate about is mad, isn’t it? Why do we do that?
Debs - I think Hotel Chocolat does the best chocolate. Especially the orange & chilli. Oh, my poor diet. Too ghastly for words? Spoken like a proper writer
Lane - Ergonomic schmerganomic. That would make a good name for a choccie bar?
Dear Jen
I can now balance my mug of hot chocolate on my tummy as I could when I was pregnant.
Should I be worried?
Dear Worried of Blogland - Sounds like rather a good party trick to me. Might try it with a glass of wine and a packet of crisps. Oops, no, I mean a celery stick. Pfffff.