I thought I would play a game on
line last night for an hour or so and the next thing I know 3 hours had slipped by.
I will confess it was not a battle game so I was not on a mission. It was a
match game and there were absolutely no rewards just match 3 and advance or run
out of time and start over. I do not even like time limits on games. Too confining
and stressful. I just want to do-de-do through it. I had to laugh at myself as
I realized that the game was a reflection of my life journey. Win a few levels loose
a few levels, repeat a few levels as time passes on.
There is something wonky going on
in my flat. I showered on Friday. I never put the tub mat on the side of the
tub. I turn it over so it can drain in the tub. I did not shower Saturday because I knew I was going to the Highland Games and would get smokey and dirty and I
would shower after I got home. Well that is when a wonky moment happened. I
came home prepared to shower and my shower/tub mat was folded neatly in half
and draped over the side of the tub with the towel I use as a temporary rug
folded on top of it, I keep the drain down and it was up. As a matter of fact
the entire bathroom looked to have been tidied up and I had not done it this
week as I had received some distressful news and had just not had the fortitude
to conquer the bathroom after cleaning the rest of my flat. This is not the
only incident, there have been others but this was the first time I could
actually put my finger on something happening. When I first moved in it seemed
like a child was here…. male and about 9 then nothing. For weeks I have felt
there was a ghost dog here but dogs can’t fold things.
I have added some purple low
lights to my hair.
Why? Because I have wanted to for a few years and the time seemed
right. I am very pleased and wish she had done a few more. I do not feel
prettier just bolder, wilder more whimsical and free. Now to buy some fabulous Spring clothes
and
pray GOD gives me two more clients. Pray with me, I need them.
I mentioned Highland Games. I
have been to many many GREAT Games in my life and this one always feels like a
small country fair to me. Not that this
is a bad thing. It is just more intimate, very casual and laid back. I believe because there is no Clan Campbell
staking out a patch of turf in the clan area it is subdued and fairly quiet.
The games feel more like a backyard BBQ
with some guys tossing things about.
There were 17 of us watching the sheep herding trials.
I only saw one school of
Irish Dancers with their head full of curls
I did have fun except for the cranky
vendor who complained about only getting 3 hours of sleep the past two
days. My favorite thing I saw all day
was the tractor
that was being used as a paper weight and the constant music
from bagpipes.
I have cranberry scones waiting
for me!
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