The Blog That Never Was.

So after me babbling on about routines and being on top of everything, I have failed miserably, you may admonish me, if you so desire. I'm mean you wouldn't actually know, one way or the other really, would you ? It's just my own moral code that forces me to 'come clean'. The following has absolutely nothing to do with my original subject. Zip, nilch, nada. Which is why I've called it 'The blog that never was' which is probably paradoxical, as the one I should have written, would be the one that never was. Hmm. I'm sure I just heard something go 'pop' in my head.

The day was going so well and then I woke up. Here's a thing. I set the time on my alarm clock so that it read forty minutes fast. I have done this for years and yet my brain still hasn't cottoned on. When the alarm goes and I look at the time, that 'panic' hits me every time. Then the realisation dawns on me and I am calm again. It does work though, I am wide awake.

For whatever reason this morning was different. I woke up when I heard my son's door opening, that meant that I'd missed my bathroom slot. The dogs would be going cross-eyed and whining more than a three-year-old being told they can't have sweets.

Everything should run like clockwork in the mornings unless I mess up. I have to be back from walking the dogs before 7am, so that I can wake the next one up (which is a struggle) so I can then drop him off at the bus stop for 7.50am. So if I'm late getting up, I'm up against it from the get go. Still, we like a challenge.

Somehow I managed to claw back the time. Then I had to pack a couple of EBay items, take some photos of the next item to go up for sale.(Adhering to the resolution of listing an item everyday) On top of all this, I still needed to do my exercises. Oh and I remembered to put the wheelie bin on the pavement, as today is rubbish collection day. Why is 'wheelie' spelt that way and not 'wheely' ? It's not a plural. Puzzling.

Charger arrived for a friend's laptop, which means I can set about fixing it. This will be the third one this week. Yes, it's been a good week for 'Paying it Forward'. The time is 11.28 and I'm not sure if I'll make the deadline for publishing.(Most of these deadlines are self-imposed) we'll see. Also put a wash load on and waved goodbye to my wife as she starts a day full of 'doggy' stuff. Now, she does have a full day. She is taking away our 'dog lodger' though, which makes me happy. The 'so-and-so', bit me yesterday. Little blighter, better than him biting my son, who was trying to take his lead off.

All this leads me to here, where is where I'm meant to start telling you about the main reason for this post. Look though, we're at 470 words already and time is tick-tocking along without so much as a by your leave. What to do ? Busy is as busy does. Love that phrase. I'm going to cut this loose and give myself a break. Not a literal break, you understand, more as a chance for me to get ahead of the game. So much left to do.

I love days like today, there really is something invigorating about them. Tomorrow will have to do for 'the blog that never was' However, I am sure I will see some of you before then.

Getting ready for the weekend ?

Have a flamboyant Friday.

Twack Romero.