Fat Bunny

Tag: rest

  • No Prison Can Hold Me…

    My first day of house arrest is going well, I totally didn’t go shopping for food, and definitely didn’t spend any time cleaning. I mean putting on loads of washing and making the bed isn’t really cleaning is it? And it’s only real shopping if you use a trolley and not a basket. So as…

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    Permission to Fall Down Sir?

    Up at 5am to drive a couple of hours for a doctors appointment, and people ask me why I’m not going to retire to a rural town, but I digress. My appointment this morning is for test results, because I’m incapable of just admitting that I’m falling apart without an official letter stamped in triplicate…

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    I Get Knocked Down, But…

    [record scratch, followed by silence]. Sorry Chumbawamba I’m not felling particularly resilient at the moment so I’m staying down. I don’t know if it’s exhaustion, illness, depression, or good old fashioned per Christmas angst with a dollop of grief, but I’m not up to pushing through it whatever it is. Maybe it’s all of them?…

  • Sunshine on my Pillow…

    And other things that make me happy. A goodnight of sleep has helped my mood considerably, also I suspect deciding to take the weekend off from any farm/work activities is also a part of that. I’m doing wonderfully mundane housework stuff, a few loads of washing, sorting the pantry etc. but mainly what I’m doing…