I know many (MANY) people will envy the fact that I haven’t had to buy a book for a few years. I receive more review books than I can read – including many I don’t request. And though there are often books I miss, because they’re not offered for review or I don’t get them, I haven’t had the time to go back and read them myself.
My blogging has been somewhat haphazard this year but these ‘taking stock’ posts allow me to blither briefly about all sorts of things without actually boring you to tears.
I’m a little surprised it’s the end of March. I agree with all of the memes out there suggesting that January went for years and the months since are just disappearing.
I’ve talked before about a few of my recurring dreams. There’s the one in which I miss my bus or train (its meaning I suspect is kinda obvious… missing THE boat – derr!). And two oldies – the clichéd disintegrating / falling out teeth; and the (slightly weirder) one involving huge contact lenses that won’t fit in my eyes.
Like I said… the meaning of some are probably pretty obvious while others a bit more obscure or metaphorical. And although I’m a lover of logic I actually believe it makes sense that we dream about stuff worrying us in our waking lives; things we may not even be conscious are plaguing us.
I’ve talked before about issues I have with self-worth. And enough-ness. So much so that the idea of going into them AGAIN now seems like I’m rehashing ground I’ve dug up and reburied too many times to count.
But I read a lot about enough-ness nowadays. In terms of us feeling like we ‘are’ enough and ‘have’ enough. Or having too-much. Being ‘extra’ as the young folk possibly say.
All of my best-laid plans have gone awry this week. I’ve gone from one town to another for work and never seemed to be where I needed to be. And there have been some early starts. I keep thinking I’ll get into a routine at some point, though it occurs to me that may be a pipe dream. Perhaps I need to be less ambitious on that front… and just be thankful to be putting one foot in front of the other day in and day out and not alienating tooooo many people.
And I’ve been…
Anyone who knows me would also know I’d rather stick a hot poker in my eye than go on a cruise ship. I know I know, my perception of oldies playing shuttleboard or drama a la The Love Boat are all seriously outdated, but I’ve never had any desire to travel aboard something that could strike an iceberg or spring a leak. (And yes I know the Titanic incident was a rarity and Poseidon Adventure a movie, but still…)
Which makes it more inexplicable that… I AM GOING ON A CRUISE. (And I’m actually looking forward to it!)
I was going to start this by commenting that it was a Clayton’s post. But then I realised that probably didn’t translate internationally (and you all know I have a vast international audience!). For the non-Aussies, or anyone under 30… Claytons was a non-alcoholic beer (circa 1970s-80s) and its slogan was ‘the beer you have when you’re not having a beer’. It kinda became entrenched in our vernacular – at least for those of us old enough to remember it, as a phrase to indicate something’s a poor imitation of something else.
Like this post….in which I share random stuff I’m doing. Or NOT doing as the case may be.
