All posts tagged: life

Who are you going to believe in?

I know these past days (weeks) I’ve been a bit on the lower end of the happy scale. I’ve either complained a lot, or disappeared completely. Oops! One of the things I’ve noticed (and I’m sure it’s happened to many of you) is that when you don’t feel great, when your health isn’t what it’s supposed to be, your mind decides that it’s the best time to go in for the kill and really fail you. You start pointing all your flaws out to yourself, or you lose all your self-confidence, or whatever it is that gets your kicks, so to speak. It’s like we enjoy putting ourselves down when we’re already pretty low. Whenever I have the flu or a bad cold, and I’m in bed shivering, with temperature, coughing, sneezing, and overall in not a pretty state, I always notice how weak I’m feeling, and realise how fragile the human body is, and how little I can do to cure myself once I’m sick. True, eating healthy and all that should help prevent …

Another week, another battle

I was going to start this post with some upbeat, positive energy intro about it being a new week and all that. You know, yay! Going by the last weeks, I’m going to write something about getting back up and blah, blah, and within 20 minutes, karma, the universe, or whoever is in charge, is going to make something happen again. So instead, what I’m going to say to this week is, bring it on, b****!. It was a good thing I didn’t do as I initially intended, wrote the post last night and schedule it for this morning (which means, I’m writing this on my phone, while on the happy train to work, so forgive any typos). As I expected, something already happened. As I was drying my hair, my hair dryer suddenly stopped working. Normally, I would go on a mini-rant, and mostly worry about the bad hair day ahead. However, I was expecting it. Well, not it-it, I was expecting something. I simply unplugged the dryer, ruffled my hair a bit, sighed …

Recalculating route

I tend to write late posts. It’s something I’ve been trying to change, but I seem to work better at night. To be honest, when you see an early post (or maybe a lunchtime one), chances are I wrote it late at night and then scheduled it to go out at a certain time. Tonight, I wanted to write much earlier, but I was slightly sidetracked (Sons Of Anarchy finale, that couldn’t wait, expect a post about SOA soon) and here I am again. On my calendar, today is empty, because I had no topic planned at all. Days like today are the tricky ones, the ones I struggle to find a topic and I end up writing at midnight. For some reason, however, I’ve been coming back a sentence someone used to say. It’s better to say sorry than to ask for permission. Some sources say this quote is from a US Naval officer called Grace Hopper, other that it’s a proverb. The person I used to hear this from was one of my …

Don’t look at me that way… I told you I was going to be busy these couple of months! Today is 23rd and guess what, not a single word has been written on my novel. I guess that settles it then: NaNoWriMo has beaten me this year. Ah well. To be honest with all of you, I haven’t really sat at my computer lately. I’ve been out and about, and have had many things on my mind (currently, my bathroom pretty much falling apart is key and foremost!) It’s OK. I’ve realised I wasn’t probably in the right place. So, I think someone is trying to jinx me. However, as my friend Sergio and my brother would say, most of it is coming up Milhouse! My phone’s battery is bonkers, it seems, and when I rang my provider, they had run out of batteries (as in, literally, they didn’t have any in stock), so they decided the best was to put credit on my account so I could order one off Amazon. That worked really …