Tag: life
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Stranger than Fiction…
Over the past two years I’ve decimated my library. This 90% reduction has come about by mostly getting rid of all fiction books, which made sense when I realized I rarely reread fiction. So I’ve gone from 1000s of books to 100s, and the hundreds are mostly reference books, because I revisit art,design, craft etc…
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My Mom is Ghost Rider…
I find it difficult to be in the same room as my mother for more than 15mins before arguments start. I should probably mention my mother finds herself constantly surrounded by people who can’t be around her without starting an argument. She’s very unlucky like that, I guess she just attracts argumentative people? So why…
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Daze…
I honestly thought it was Friday today (it’s Tuesday), the constantly juggling everything singlehanded doesn’t require knowing what day it is apparently. Dates matter, the days they fall on not so much. My calendar is filled with little markers on the numbers, I rarely even notice if it has a little F or W above…
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Before Winter…
I really wanted to have the back deck done for Christmas. I want that quintessential Australian boxing day vibe, sitting around listening to a sportsball game on the wireless, drinking cold beverages, while the youngsters play totem tennis and destroy the lawn with the slip n slide. But at the moment I’m mostly just looking…
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It’s Not My Fault…
I’m great at procrastinating, but terrible at relaxing. And that seems really unfair, I could live with not getting something done if I could enjoy not doing it. At the moment I’m blaming all lack of progress today on people not showing up to buy my sofa. If the people had showed up a 9am…
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Now Swallow!
Another day another test. It’s amazing the list of things you can find wrong with you, that aren’t actually the things causing the problems you were worried about. Anyway blessed be the public health care system and all who make her work. I’ll toast you all with this gritty cup of mint flavored goop.
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Ghosts of Christmas Past…
I’m trying to be all tinsel and baubles this year, because I feel like all the ghosts arrived at the same time to tag team me. Do any children of divorce enjoy Christmas? Competitive gift giving, one year here one year there, 12 days of pressure. Every Christmas from 8-18 was incrementally worse, and it…
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I’ve Got the Beard For It…
So maybe I should become a Viking? Wear a tunic, learn to throw an axe, and so on. It might be nice to have an interest that gets me out and about. I’m much more likely to plat my beard and go to a renaissance fair than I am to barrack for a sports team.…
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The Gall…
Todays round of Doctors poking me, draining me has pointed the towards “maybe a gallbladder problem”, so I’ll be getting up at 5am to go get a dose of radioactive isotopes, and scanned around the middle. It’s nice that they are all taking an interest, but it would be nice if they could either fix…
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