Clean Sweep!

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What a weekend! I feel like I have been away for weeks, but in reality it was only a couple of days, but it was a couple of days without reading blogs, writing on blogs, or in fact getting a sniff of any blogs. I am having blog withdrawal symptoms, and that’s the reason why I carried my laptop into work and am currently blogging on my lunch hour.

I got lost at the weekend. I’m a little bit lost all the time, but this time I mean I actually got physically lost, in the spare room, which over the last 5 years my mother has been using as a dumping ground.

I remember having to do this once before. The year was 2007 and also the one of my Sisters wedding, I went in like a whirlwind, tooled up with rubber gloves, tongs, black bin liners and a flare, just in case I needed to call for assistance. I got everything shipshape and begged my Mum not to ever let it get into that state again.

Fast forward 7 years, we have visitors coming and it’s back to square one, in fact I think it’s worse. It looks like the carnage I leave behind when I miss throw a grenade and blow my car to bits in GTA. After 1 hour I was able to see a little bit of floor, after 2 and a half hours I realised there was a bed in the room, who knew.

It’s amazing the stuff we amass over the years, and the stuff we actually hold onto. I had to be ruthless, while at the same time not throwing out anything of sentimental value. There were plastic bags of plastic bags, other plastic bags with junk and rubbish in them, old magazines, books that I am sure were never read and newspapers from 2009. I threw out 6 black bags full to the gills with absolute shite. You can imagine I was less than happy when the arse burst clean out of at least two of them and I had to pick the stuff up all over again!

I hurt, oh boy did I hurt, my leg a reminder that I am not fit for standing long periods at a time any more. But when I looked at my handiwork, although not yet finished, I felt good. My fear now though is that when she starts to clean the room downstairs, the junk it contains will be carried up into the room I have just cleaned. The reality is it will probably end up being me who cleans it was well, oh the joy!

There is something good to come out of all this though, I think I am turning into a minimalist, it’s just a shame the Mothership does not share my values.

Say a little prayer for me that the ‘Tidyness Angels’ protect my handiwork Smile

Did you mean to click follow?

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Ah the power of the Brussel Sprout!

I have almost 500 followers, that’s pretty awesome, thank you to each and every one of you, even those who follow everybody, you’re still welcome.

When I first started blogging, was still at the stage of silently reading posts, and didn’t know any better I used to look at blogs who had that amount of followers and think, WOW they must be awesome. To be fair, most of them were, but they appeared to stick to their own circle of friends, not bothering with outsiders.

I now have 500 followers, and while I am no where near awesome (I am so much better at being a f*ck up lol), I have the best bunch of mad crazy fools anyone could ask for. I only wish that I had not spent so much of my early blogging days fawning over those I perceived to be blogging gods.

At the end of the day, we are all the same, human beings living our lives as best we can, we just choose to write about it. A blog starts with a name, empty pages, and a head full of ideas. Along the way an audience builds, friendships are formed and before we know it figures and stats don’t matter so much anymore, it’s all about the community and interaction.

I miss posts, I know I do, and I’m sorry, but my reader only loads 20 at a time, usually the newest ones, missing out some in the middle. I try to go back, but it’s not always possible. Following by e-mail has helped, but I follow so many it’s hard to do them all this way. Forgive me if I don’t get along to thank you personally for following me, but if I like what I read, you’ll no doubt hear from me at some stage.

Don’t be like me in the early days, don’t read silently. Never be afraid to comment on my blog, because that’s what makes it all worthwhile.

Looking back the best advice I can give you is, be true to yourself and don’t give up, good things come to those who wait.

Good people certainly found me :)

I miss mornings!

Anyone who knows me well can attest to the fact that I am not a morning person. In order for me to make it out in time, preferably fully dressed, I need to have my clothes laid out the night before, bag packed and lunch chilling in the fridge.

This morning though I was up and out earlier. The Father ship had to go to the Doctors so I went with him and decided to walk to the train station, good exercise for alien legs thinks I.

It’s been such a long time since I’ve been down town before the hustle and bustle of the working day has started. I realised I missed walking the empty streets, the air cleaner because it has not yet been tainted with everyday fumes.

Delivery drivers jostling for prime position in front of the shops which are open, but not yet for business. The shop assistants looking a little aghast at the size of the workload being set before them on the footpath.

The smell of fresh bread and brewing coffee permeates the air, cafes opening their doors and preparing their wares, waiting for the world to wake up and make an appearance.

Men with dogs and papers under their arms head home, oblivious to the surroundings, while others rush to work, lost in thoughts of the day to come.

I want to sit down on a bench and watch the world unfold around me, but sadly I have a train to catch and life moves on as usual.

Steve’s Music Mix – Too much or Too Little?

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I missed last week’s quiz, I did try, honest I did, but the brain was not quite working the way I wanted it to and when the Music Spectres sent me three challenges in a row with regards to my songs, I went into meltdown and gave up. I am hoping that the new week and the extra day off at the weekend due to the bank holiday will have refreshed the old heed sufficiently enough to help it perform.

A Little Rule Refreshment

Each week Steve will post 3 new questions so…

(1) Go to the music player of your choice and put it on shuffle
(2) Say the questions aloud and press play
(3) Use the song title as your answers
(4) NO CHEATING

 Title your post “Steve’s Music Mix – …” and link back to this week’s page.

Post your response in the comment section of that week’s page.

Have a look at the Archives or click on the “Music Mix” category in the category cloud on this page to see all previous weeks.

Any suggestions for future questions welcomed!

For more information, to submit ideas for future questions or just general feedback go to Steve’s Music Mix.

Here are this week’s questions and my answers:

This Weeks Questions

I’m full of….? – Andvari – Sigur Rós – Wikepedia says that according to Norse mythology Andvari means ‘careful one’. I like to think I am careful about lots of things. I wish though I had been more so when I was younger, but hindsight is a wonderful thing!

I’m lacking…? – Playa Boi – Cher Lloyd – Hmmm define playa boi? I play with lots of boys (well men) on the Xbox, but yes I do lack that one special Playa Boi, for ummm, errr, other games……like Monopoly!

I’m okay for…? – Pulling Teeth – Newton Faulkner – I am so not ok with pulling teeth, mine or anyone elses. I used to have a thing for Magowan’s Toffee Bon Bon’s, they are gorgeous, but I have not eaten one since the day I lost half a tooth to my love affair!

Anyhow it’s a good song, so I’ll just leave you with it…….wanna join in? Check out the links above, Steve will welcome you with open arms. If you’re too lazy, you can also click HERE!

Smiling despite it all…

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Writing my post last night, and all the funny comments that followed really made my night. I went to bed with a smile on my face, the first in a long time.

It reminded me how I used to be, I felt a spark of my old self.

I wish you had all known me before my accident and the birth of Alien leg. In essence I was, and always will be the same person, but I was a little more carefree and a lot more fun.

There have been a lot of changes over the last couple of years, and the stresses of everyday life sometimes takes it’s toal. Both physically and mentally I am no longer the same person. I’ve had to grow up, while learning to adjust to my hopefully temporary disability.

There are some things I will always be stuck with, like anxiety and worry, they are now ingrained in me, perhaps they always were, because looking back I cannot remember a time when I did not worry. That said, these days I seem more able to put things into perspective and employ coping mechanisms. There are other more important things to deal with.

Home life has been the biggest change, even since the time of starting this blog. It is also the main reason why sometimes I do not blog. We have to approach life one day at a time, as the mood of the Mothership determines the mood of everyone else in the household. Sometimes I am mentally drained and incapable of sensible thought never mind writing.

Someday I will write about these things, I need to, it’s not healthy to keep it bottled up, but for now it is not something I feel comfortable doing, even though this is my space.

There are days I resent the fact that I have become a carer, yet other days I just get on with it. Lately I have become resigned to the fact that this is now my life and I am trying to deal with it as best I can. Perhaps this is what has been mapped out for me.

You may not have liked the person I was before, but I loved to laugh and make people laugh. I was always a thinker, but I chose to write my thoughts rather then speak them. I was relatively funny, but better when I had someone to spark off, a partner in crime so to speak.

Last night the interaction and laughter gave me hope that perhaps someday I will be able to return to the person I was pre injury.

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I like the fact that I can write this post and still be smiling and feel positive, despite everything. Perhaps the fog of depression that has hung above me since my accident is now starting to clear and there is light at the end of the tunnel.

Thank you to each and every person who has helped to guide me towards it. You kept on pushing me forwards. In the words of Owl City, it certainly does feel like every day like I get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightening bugs!

Keep smiling eejits! :)

 

Hump Day News!

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It’s been a busy couple of weeks in the world of the Indecisive Eejit. You will have noticed I have done some re blogging, but very little writing, the reason for this being I’m lazy / busy / time wasting / suffering from brain freeze / unable to transfer thoughts from head to hands to type,  and various other reasons. It seems there are a few others around blog sphere suffering from the same symptoms, but no need to panic Blog Flu is not yet a pandemic or was that pancake, regardless it was something infectious.

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Sometimes, and I know you will find this hard to believe, I am so stupid I even amaze myself. I’ve been blogging for about a year now, and periodically I would see ‘Hump day’ mentioned. I never knew what this was, and it never occurred to me to just ask someone who would be able to tell me without cracking up with laughter at my stupidity. I figured it was some weird holiday that happened once a week.

Tonight while perusing my reader I came across a post from Twindaddy from Stuphblog, which started as follows:

It’s hump daaaaaaaaaay! The middlest day of the week. It’s downhill from here. Well, until we come upon the next hill

Little cog wheels whirred and clicked in my head and my mouth twisted into a weird smile as it finally dawned on me what this mythical hump day was. I spent the next 5 minutes chastising myself for being such an idiot and then confessed my sins to Mr T Daddy, who promptly, as I had feared, cracked up with laughter at my stupidity.

In Other News

As you all know, May Dupp has moved into her new home, HERE. Thank you so much for all the likes and follows, both she and I really appreciate them. Some of your comments have been hilarious, and I have had fun putting on the May head to reply.

For a little while I will continue to reblog her posts, however if you want to keep up to date with her misadventures then please remember to follow her blog.

New Blogs to check out

Jed from over at Okay, What if? has had his thinking cap on again resulting in a site where anyone can go to vent their frustrations in the form of rants. A few people have already joined in, and if you would like to as well, then click the link on The Ranting Never Stops for Contact and Site Guidelines to submit your idea.

He is also trying to figure out the logistics of a Blog Fight Club, any ideas / suggestions would be welcomed, you can read the post HERE!

Favourite post of this week so far!

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sh*t kicking – by Patricia from Lemon Lime Follies

Despite everything she goes through, Patricia is always there for me with a kind word, encouragement or laughter. She, and the other people I have met on my year long journey, have kept me afloat. On days when homelife is tough, someone always manages to make me smile. On many occasions, that someone has been Patrica.

I am extremely lucky to have met amazing people and to also continue to do so on a daily basis.

Last but certainly not least!

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Rawrlove Picture. Please click!

Did you ever have the pleasure of reading rarasaur.com and meeting the amazing lady behind it? If not, then you missed out on something and someone really special. Both she and her husband have been going through a hard time and for reasons that you can read about on other blogs she is absent, hopefully just for a little while.

She is very much missed and some of her friends have put together the most amazing website in her honour. There are fun things to buy and various ways you can add your support or donations. You can also read the back story, I personally would prefer your read it from the people who know her best, rather than me trying to relate it here.

If you have time please click on the site and join in, the site is called RawrLove.

What if we started a blog fight club?

What do you think of Jeds idea. He’d welcome some feedback:)

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Okay I had this really weird thought on the way home today. It started out with a bit of silliness trying to think about a good blog post. Somehow I started thinking about fight club (not at all sure why, haven’t seen it in years) and it wiggled it’s way into my blog thoughts.

Next thing I know I’m paraphrasing the famous movie line “The first rule of blog fight club is, you tell everybody about blog fight club!”. Then I just started giggling at myself until suddenly I thought That could actually make a real, entertaining adventure for us bloggers!

blogfightSo let me explain a little bit about the way I think it could work. Let’s use a bracket style concept and say we start with sixteen blogs. Each blogger writes about the same subject but using their own style. They hold their post and don’t publish until told…

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Steve’s Music Mix: Fashion Victim

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It’s that time of the week again Eejits. Time for Steve’s Magical Mystic Music Quiz! Let me refresh you on the rules:

Each week Steve will post 3 new questions so…

(1) Go to the music player of your choice and put it on shuffle
(2) Say the questions aloud and press play
(3) Use the song title as your answers
(4) NO CHEATING

Title your post “Steve’s Music Mix – …” and link back to this week’s page.

Post your response in the comment section of that week’s page.

Have a look at the Archives or click on the “Music Mix” category in the category cloud on this page to see all previous weeks.

Any suggestions for future questions welcomed!

For more information, to submit ideas for future questions or just general feedback go to Steve’s Music Mix.

The Questions

This week’s questions have been provided by my favourite person who is Not A Punk Rocker Sheena. Let’s give it a whirl;

How do I look today? – Search and Destroy – Skunk Anansie (The Sucker Punch Soundtrack) – Believe me there are many days when if you were to get in my way that I would have a face like either a bulldog sucking a wasp, or one that actually could seek you out to destroy. It’s called hormones, deal with it! This is actually quite a good rage song too, rather conducive to machete wielding, not that I ever would of course. *Smiles sweetly and polishes halo!*

What should I wear tonight? – Chocolate Girl – Deacon Blue – *falls off the chair laughing* All I could think of when this came up was a big lad saying to me after I had asked him what he wanted me to wear, “Chocolate Girl” with a big dirty wink. I must be getting old though because instead of thinking ok I’m all over that, or it’s all over me, or whatever, I’m thinking I just changed the bed clothes :)

What should I wear tomorrow? – Step Outside – The Housemartins – I do intend to step outside at some point tomorrow, mostly due to the fact that I have to go to work. However, despite the fact that neither I or apparently my Itunes have any idea what I will be wearing, I can assure you it will involve clothes!

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I actually just realised that I like this quiz for more than the fact that the musical mysterons who reside in the centre of my Itunes like to guide me, but also because I get to listen to great tunes I perhaps have not heard for a while.

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If you would like to try the music challenge for yourself, then you can find all the information for this week’s HERE!

 

Time wasting on the Tube!

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The Fatherships old mobile phone! (Image by Garry Knight)

I’ve just wasted two hours of my life, two hours that I will never get back. Weird thing is I don’t really mind, well apart from the fact that the potatoes are not scrubbed for tomorrow nights tea.

The events leading up to the two hour time wastage I totally blame on the Fathership, because he also caused me to lose about 2 hours on Friday night. You see he has a new phone, a new mobile telephone to be exact. My sister gave it to him for Christmas and offered to set it up and everything, but the male rent believes in using something until it falls to pieces, so he continued to use his current one.

Lately his mobile provider has been failing to deliver and getting frustrated with the lack of signal I was approached to make the move to a different network. Cue two hours spent on the phone to said networks, changing sims, transferring contacts, topping up and teaching the oul boy how to switch it on and make calls. By the time 10pm came on Friday night I was sick of the sight of mobile phones, and I’m a geek ffs!

Fast forward to today, another call to the network  for the MAC code they promised to send Friday and we’re ready to go. Phonecall to the new network and we have a scheduled time for the number to move across to his new phone. I hope everything goes according to plan or the Fathership could be launching into Orbit. He DOES NOT want to lose his old number, and if he does, I might lose my head on a chopping block in the garden!

So I’d fed them both, done the dishes and cooked my own tea. Of course the whole mobile phone drama happened just as I ushering the first forkful into my hungry mouth, so off I trot up the stairs, dinner in one hand, his mobile phone in the other, and my elbow lodged between the banister and the wall praying that Alien leg can hold it together until we get to the top of the stairs.

By the time I got off the phone my dinner was freezing and it was already 9pm. My early finish and night of blogging was evaporating into mist in front of my eyes.

Then it happened, I started reading blogs and came across a post Steve had done about the band James. I was captivated by the video for the song ‘Moving On’, if you have time I think it is worth a watch, you can find it on Steve’s post HERE!

As always happens when I go onto Youtube, I started to watch video’s from Ellen. Her show is not broadcast here as far as I know, unless you pay for subscription services. I find her incredibly funny and particularly love it when she scares her guests and pulls surprises on people.  For the next two hours I laughed, welled up, shed tears, was amazed and entertained to the point where I pretty much forgot about everything else. Ellen can keep my two hours, she deserves it for an awesome show and she is now my go to person when I need cheered up.

Two hours well spent, I have a smile on my face :)