As was pointed out to me recently its been ages since I've updated, and since the main reason has been lack of time I've probably forgotten most of what I've been doing to make me have no spare time in the first place, but since I hate those 'will update soon' kind of updates I'll do my best to run it down in brief.
Most recently I had a not quite suprise chat with my mum regarding her selling up and moving to the west country, followed by a weekend trip by her and Marek to look around , followed immediately by them putting in an offer on a property , putting hers on sale, getting an immediate ofer and planning to move to Exmoor in the next 10 weeks.
I'm equally glad for her/them and sad that I've only had her around and able to do mum/daugher stuff for a few years.
Em has sat her GCSE's with all the attendant stress and strain.
I seem to be working late on a regular basis just to keep things under control.
Dave has a new job that means he's up at 3.30 which has taken some adjusting to as he used to do an afternnon to early morning shift.
One of my friends mum's died suddenly with no reason, and has brought it to the fore that my mums side of the family doesn't seem to be that long lived.
The garden is nearly finished, though it has recently involved me being outside painting one of the plastered walls at 11.00pm twice.
I got bitten my some unknown bug and my leg came up with a big hard area the size of my outstretched hand and a red itchy patch that ran from my groin to my knee, but its now down to a hard area about an inch round thank god.
I bought some new glass plugs for my ears and discovered that they are easilly 6mm now, so i'm working on getting them up to 8 and then I'll decide how much bigger I want them to go.
I have the bug for more ink, but I need to decide where and what.
Especially after some twat of a meter reader came up from our cellar at work, saw me with my back to him as I was working said 'nice tattoo''how far down does it go' and yanked my jumper out so he could see.
Its the first time anyone has done that to me.
It felt pretty bad.
I'm just glad the door was open and when I pulled forwards and the other staff looked over he had the grace to look embarrassed.
What makes people think they have the right to move your clothes to see something just because its a tattoo?
And now I'm off to watch the football with dave.
Unless I fall asleep ;D
