It seems that I am not alone.
Not alone in wanting to get my shit together and fixing a few things that I am not happy with.
Thank you all so much for your lovely comments and emails about my last post, they made me feel a whole lot better about a whole lotta things. Every single one put a smile on my face and I realised in a big way that we are all in this together. That we are all struggling and all fighting the hard fight.
When I started this blog in January I never thought that it would end up meaning so much to me...that this 'blogging community' would mean so much to me. I am so happy that I decided to bite the bullet and push post that very first time, nerve racking as it was. To think that so many of you come back time and time again to read the nonsense that I spout makes me want to do a little happy dance inside.
You guys are the bomb. (diggity) (<<< that is for my sister. she ALWAYS says bomb diggity. It's embarrassing)
I mentioned in that post that I wanted to squeeze and cuddle Goblin more. Mission accomplished...
I was OVER THE MOON when we got to go pick him up from his little holiday on Tuesday.
He had been staying with my amazing Grandparents for the last two weeks as we had so many long weekends away planned and they were good enough to look after him.
To say we missed him would be an understatement. I have never had more daydreams about a cat's tummy in my life. (there is a sentence I never thought I would say).
Naturally I chose to document the journey back home with him.
As you can see I sprawled out quite a bit. It is not my style to put feet on the seats BUT it was late, I was super tired and I had a food baby the size of a house after all the food Nan had given me!!
Goblin was his usual well behaved self. He wriggled a little in his box but didn't make a peep (he is like the LEAST vocal cat I know). Just look at those eyes. Oh I die!
And there I am...contemplating whether I need a hair wash.
I am trying to not wash my hair as much anymore as it seemed to be drying it out, so this was my day 3 hair. Not too bad I know but I just couldn't make it four days without feeling like a skank.
It seems I can get to day 3 with dry shampoo then BAMM it gets all flat and greases up.
Any good dry shampoo recommendations??
You can't see it too clearly but my handbag is resting on a very large sainsburys bag..in this bag there are about 6 or so puzzles.
That's right, jigsaw puzzles. I cannot wait to get started on some of these. Anyone else like puzzles? Anyone else think they are more relaxing and better than therapy??