Full Week

So time goes by, floating down the eternal breeze that is life.  One is neither entraced by it or bothered to be honest.  Today has been one of bewilderment and astonishment at the minds of others.  Plodding through the day catching up with various websites and views of various people you tend to find idiots.  I've been one on more than a few occasions myself, so I can identify them easily enough.  

However on occasion you meet idiots who don't even accept it, nor do they hide it, by repeating inane drivel and driving the minds of the masses to mush.  Today has been one of those days and though I'm tellling myself not to get involved I have done.  Not as much as I would normally do, but none the less I have.  So why did I go against my own wishes?  I really don't know, it's a strange situation, you tell yourself no, and yet you do.  In the past I would tell myself they have set themselves up for it, but I don't even think it's as staightforward than that.  I think they do it to generate a kick for themselves and whilst I hate providing them with it, at times I feel I've no option.  Well I'm out tonight at a meeting, so perhaps I'll be able to take my mind off them and concentrate on it.

This past week has been quite busy in terms of going out and being busy, I'm always happy when that happens, it makes things easier.  However this week has been mixed, I'm awaiting the flat to be redecorated, I was told it was going to start this week and yes it may do, but I've no idea now.  I was all ready for Monday till late on in the day when they said it wasn't going to happen till later in the week.  This sort of disrupted the Monday night, so last night I went out to see a read through of a friend's play.  That may be the basis of another entry into here shortly, but I've got to think of the wording carefully.  However with tonight's meeting and then tomorrow the youth group, Friday night again taken, I'm some what glad that I had to miss out on the board meeting I was due to attend.  It would have made a hell of a busy week even more busier.  It's the first meeting that I've missed so whilst I feel some what guilty I'm also OK in myself that it isn't one of many as such.  

I need to get going I have this meeting in a bit to get to, but I need to get to the venue and also get changed.  Plus I want to be down there a bit earlier to have a quick chat with someone before we begin.  I may end up taking a role in this meeting that I really don't want to take, but may have to due to lack of numbers, so I may have a moan about that in a future post.

Ch, ch, changes

It's interesting to see that I have hardly posted anything this month, so far that is.  Though nothing of real note has taken place, certanly not in comparrison to the previous months, it's still be a month for me to learn from.  I'm not quite sure what I'm meant to learn from it, but I will have to reflect come a later moment.

For the large part I've been quite lacking in motivation, I've compared it to having the motivation of a sloth, and whilst it's a slight concern I'm also aware that sometimes one has to have a quite period, one of rest to replenish the batteries as you might say.  I've been sleeping very well, too well in many ways.  I'm resting up and finding myself deviod of energy fairly quickly which is a worry, but hey I'm sure that I can change that.  Maybe a change of diet or something might help I don't know.  Anyway I've got time to work this out.

So what else to write?  I don't have much really to say.  I would say that over the last few weeks I've become increasingly aware of other blogs, and how well written or more interesting they are are.  I have felt that perhaps this place could be better and that more people would read it.  However that reflection would probably harm me, more than help me.  I have pondered the idea of creating something new, a blog on a subject rather than myself.  However, I look around the net and I find others are writing what I want, and I'd be either repeating or adding nothing more to the others.  I look around and wonder why don't I look further at my writing, and I really don't know.  I've a million and one idea's but this is too restrictive, it's me, and my partly open self.  The sheilds are up, they are always up, though I do open them slightly to see the pain and joys of how I am.  Never really the true me, and I wonder what that is.  I wonder if, if I brought the shutters down would I be able to write better? Would I be able to create better posts?  I'm guessing no, and so I will return to the quarry of my mind in an attempt to find something original to write about, something that I will be adding something to the world with, even if no one wants to read it. 

Incessant

The sixth of the month and no blog entry yet, tut tut!  Well here I am looking out of the window, seeing nothing but rain, hearing nothing but rain and have been so all day.  All joking aside it has been incessant all day, and really from around 9pm last night.  It had been forcasted though, a months worth of rain in 2 days they said watch out for flooding.  Sure enough it's been wet.  I will say this, I think we can safely say that in 2013, we in the UK won't need or won't hear of a hosepipe ban, as we had implimented in March or April of this year.  Were one to believe in the bible and it's stories, one would now be aware of how Noah felt in his arc.

The weather is of concern to me today, as tonight I'm going out to a beer festival, in the Chorlton district of Manchester, once home to Cosgrove Hall, those masterful animators who brought you Danger Mouse and Count Duckula, as well as my favourite's Jamie and The Magic Torch and Chorlton and the Wheelies..... For some reason it always rains for this festival, but I'm going prepared this time, big waterproof jacket and my boots.  I'll be meeting a friend up ther or two hopefully, but if it's as good as the other times I've been I'll be happy.  Lot's of interesting beer, nice atmosphere in a quaint church.

On Sunday I'm supposed to be going on a walk, but with the weather as it is, I'm seriously considering my options.  It's not that I've not enjoyed the walks we've done to date, it's just the weather, and how it's going to be by Sunday.  It could be the most vile of conditions with all the rain we've had.  I'll wait and see.  If I don't go for the walk, I may head into Manchester and visit the National Football Museum, which has just opened.  I've been to this museum before, but in it's former home, this building "The Urbis" building is much bigger and so should make the museum better.  I did like the previous venue an annex on the side of Deepdale, the home stadia of Preston North End, but space was certainly limited, and Urbis is so much closer to home.

As for me, a mixed bag this week.  On the whole way better than last week, with nothing breaking or smashing.  However, I have noticed that I'm getting a bit wary and irritable on certain topics, and I've blown up when I shouldn't.  Going back a few weeks when I had the major confidence issue, I did say I'd have to watch myself, and so this is a concern.  I'll take a peek inside my own head in the next week or so, and if it's as it is now, I may go back to my gp and ask for a little help.  I hadn't thought about the situation that caused the confidence crash till just then for a while, but as I'm due to go swimming this coming week, it marks the 1 month on mark.  I'll see how I do, but I guess I'm glad to be able to spot this early before letting myself go into meltdown.

Luck! I never have any.

You know when I talk of luck in here I've had none, things have gone wrong and it's normally the end of the world.  Well they have, but it isn't....

Let me explain, it's been a few days since I last wrote, and so those that read the last post will know I was without hot water from Wednesday of last week.  Monday of this week I heard the handy man in the house and mentioned to him about the water heater so he came in and looked and tried to fix it, but had no idea as to what was wrong and said he'd replace it, but it would more than likely be "next week" when it gets here.  I wasn't happy at being without hot water for another week or so, but at least I knew where I was up to and I was coping with boiling the kettle and a pan on the cooker.  However, the plumber then came in to check the gas...  He checked the meter that was fine, checked the fire and that was fine.  He got to the cooker and told me it was leaking!!  It was only small, but it was enough to condem the cooker.  The handy man did say he'd speak to the landlord, but I was looking at Wednesday before a new one could arrive.  It was a great start to the week, no hot water, no cooker...

Wednesday arrived, and after having salad 3 times, cous cous (which I'll probably never try again), I was happily looking forward to the a hot meal.  I'd inadvertantly had salad on Sunday night...  So I waited for the handy man to arrive knowing that I'd also have the electrician around to do the testing on all electical equiptment in the flat for safety purposes.  When the handy man arrived he brought with him my new water heater, which was not "next week", but 2 days away.  He put that into place and waited for the electrican to make his way up to my room after he'd been in other flats to test them.  He came in wired up the heater and we switched on....  Nothing, nothing happened, it ithe water didn't get hot.  We knew we had power going to it, but we had nothing so it took another 10 or 15 minutes to solve the problem, and so at last I had hot water.  He looked at my fridge and shook his head, and said he's going to fail it, whilst it was working, the door was starting to rust, well more than starting.  Which he said wasn't allowed, but for the time being I could still use it.  Whilst writing his report up, another guy came with a lovely cooker.  The handy man looked at it, and it was fine, till he realised that it was for a flat in next door and not for me...  I'd have to wait further for a new cooker.....  

Nothing was going my way, so I was hoping that Thursday would be different that he (the handy man) would come early with a new cooker for me, so I could have some lunch.  I knew I shouldn't have built my hopes up, it was just after 3pm, when he arrived.  The cooker came up, and my old one removed.  I also had a new fridge, but I couldn't use it till today (Friday).  That didn't matter I was going out on Thursday night anyway, so I wouldn't be really worring about space in the flat.  So once home I had a nice hot meal for the first time in nearly a week.  All was going well.

This morning arrived, and I got up thinking I'd have a proper breakfast and get back into my old routine.  Kettle boiled, the cup of tea made.  I left it to brew, went to get the milk out of the old fridge, the final time before switching everything around, and what do I find??  The milk had gone off!!!  I'm telling you one and all this week I've been cursed and I don't for the life of me know why.  I don't know what I've done or anything.  However, for once, when everything is going wrong around me, I've not go upset, I've not got depressed or stressed about it, I've smiled and got on with things.  When I consider less than 3 weeks ago I was breaking down over comments made by a guy in a take-away, and shutting myself away for a week from the world, I'm stunned by the way I've handled this week.  This should be the norm, I know it isn't, but it should be.  So yeah, I'm in a happy place, I've got a new water heater, which is spookily silent, for the first time in 9 years I don't have to listen to it heating up, a new cooker, and a new fridge which is going to take some getting used to.  Add to that I've been told that I'm having the flat decorated and done up in the middle of July.  This place will feel brand new all over again.