Goodbye TV

I know that this is going to be a short post...........

I have just spent a weekend with my mum, we get on really well and I love her to bits but she can be exhausting so I am breathing a sigh of relief (and I can feel a pang of guilt just by writing that statement, what am I like?).

I do wish that my mom wouldn't always try to "fix" everything, it can be difficult to talk to her about how I'm feeling because she just wants to make things better. She offers me money and all manner of "helpful" things and gets upset if she can't "help" me. I try to explain that all I really want is an ear and an objective viewpoint.

Mom, I love you and I am OK, really... !

I took my mom for a walk with E&J in the sunshine yesterday, as usual, yours truly fell over in the mud in a field in the middle of nowhere. We went to the pub for a pint and then went our seperate ways.. Later, I realised that I'd lost my mobile phone which must of fallen out of my pocket when I fell over. I went back to the spot nr Faversham in the pitch dark and wandered across the muddy field with my torch and amazingly found my phone. Losing my phone would be like losing part of my life, how sad is that, I don't like it.

Nothing much at work so far after the Christmas break. Team meeting today, lots of back patting, work planning and "creating a better place". I seem to have developed some kind of "reputation" that I feel under pressure to live up to. I don't want a bloody reputation, I'd like to tick over at work for a bit so I can get my personal life in order......... no chance. It's clear after today that I'm expected to "deliver" great things and demonstrate best practice.

Arrrrggggg, leave me alone... I don't want to lead the way, I'm lost, don't follow me, I'm winging it, HONEST.....

I really need a long holiday but I don't want to go on my own, again. I spend too much time on my own as it is.

I have discovered some really great blogs out here (I think that I might have said this before). I can't help feeling like I might be missing something, there must be lots of fantastic writing out there that I'll never stumble across. Still, after spending a whole evening catching up with my favourite blogs and leaving some comments, I know that there is no way that I could possibly handle keeping track of more than 5 or 6 good blogs anyway, well unless I just lurked and contributed nothing (which kind of defeats the object, hmm... what is the object I wonder?).

There are some lovely strangers out there..........

It's great, the TV is becoming less and less entertaining by the second.