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I've spent all my evenings this week at home alone. I can watch what I like, read what I like, do what I like.
... It's been rather boring. And I'm not doing anything much different from what I would do if mum was at home. I am no party animal and I don't socialise easily; I'm generally a loner. But I'm generally a loner who has people around her. Being ALONE-alone is unsettling and demotivating.
March has been a weirdly depressing month. Weird because the weather has gotten so much better lately - warmer, brighter and drier - and because nothing obviously bad has happened. But the story I'm writing has stalled, I haven't been sleeping well, and I haven't been happy with my doodles recently.
Watching a lot of music TV isn't helping. See, our dog Lottie like to play tug-of-war but she's very noisy when doing it, so turning on a TV drama or whatever in the background doesn't work. Music TV, on the other hand, is just radio with pictures, so that's what I've been doing. The channels I prefer seem to have turned into semi-permanent My Chemical Romance memorials. I have no problem with My Chemical Romance - truth is, I didn't know any of their music until this week and I have enjoyed what I've heard. But it gets repetitive after a while and then I find out the reason they're playing it so much is cos the band split up a year ago (yes, I am spectacularly out of touch with popular music culture, sue me), so it just becomes sad then...
]:/
My brother's wedding plans continue apace. The date is set for the end of August and we've booked ourselves into the same holiday bungalow we had last year. It's a beautiful house and big too - there will be six of us in it, possibly seven. I'm not going to be part of the bridal party which is (mostly) fine by me; at the same time, if I was a bridesmaid, I wouldn't have to worry about what I'm wearing. Yay, formal clothes shopping, be still, my beating heart. -_-'
Remember the stray cat I talked about back in February? The one we were going to get a new home for cos we couldn't possibly take on another pet? Yeah, big shock, we ended up keeping her *rolls eyes, shakes head*. Her name is Maggie. Holly and Ivy are increasingly not impressed at her presence but they'll get used to her, same as they got used to Oliver, and Holly has at least stuck around rather than vanishing as we feared. Lottie thinks she's great, though, because Maggie plays chase with her. :)
... It's been rather boring. And I'm not doing anything much different from what I would do if mum was at home. I am no party animal and I don't socialise easily; I'm generally a loner. But I'm generally a loner who has people around her. Being ALONE-alone is unsettling and demotivating.
March has been a weirdly depressing month. Weird because the weather has gotten so much better lately - warmer, brighter and drier - and because nothing obviously bad has happened. But the story I'm writing has stalled, I haven't been sleeping well, and I haven't been happy with my doodles recently.
Watching a lot of music TV isn't helping. See, our dog Lottie like to play tug-of-war but she's very noisy when doing it, so turning on a TV drama or whatever in the background doesn't work. Music TV, on the other hand, is just radio with pictures, so that's what I've been doing. The channels I prefer seem to have turned into semi-permanent My Chemical Romance memorials. I have no problem with My Chemical Romance - truth is, I didn't know any of their music until this week and I have enjoyed what I've heard. But it gets repetitive after a while and then I find out the reason they're playing it so much is cos the band split up a year ago (yes, I am spectacularly out of touch with popular music culture, sue me), so it just becomes sad then...
]:/
My brother's wedding plans continue apace. The date is set for the end of August and we've booked ourselves into the same holiday bungalow we had last year. It's a beautiful house and big too - there will be six of us in it, possibly seven. I'm not going to be part of the bridal party which is (mostly) fine by me; at the same time, if I was a bridesmaid, I wouldn't have to worry about what I'm wearing. Yay, formal clothes shopping, be still, my beating heart. -_-'
Remember the stray cat I talked about back in February? The one we were going to get a new home for cos we couldn't possibly take on another pet? Yeah, big shock, we ended up keeping her *rolls eyes, shakes head*. Her name is Maggie. Holly and Ivy are increasingly not impressed at her presence but they'll get used to her, same as they got used to Oliver, and Holly has at least stuck around rather than vanishing as we feared. Lottie thinks she's great, though, because Maggie plays chase with her. :)
