I`m Still Here...Just...
Posted: Friday, 18 July 2008 |
Well...long story short...split up from a very long term relationship, had a few family problems (ongoing still) and for quite a while wasn`t even sure if I would have a roof over my head or not.
Now I have, and am `celebrating` by redecorating.
But it`s been a rough few months.
However, I`m getting there. Hate to sound like one of those bluddy awful feminist wifies ...(I am so far from being one!) but, life coping on my own isn`t as scary as I thought it would be, and I AM managing, though, well, made lots of mistakes and will no doubt make many more. But they`re liveable with.
Nothing lasts forever, not even acute stress, and one day you just wake up, realise you`re wading through it without going nuts (or, in my case, crazier than I am) and nothing has ground to a halt simply because you find paperwork hard to deal with or folks who were friends with both of you chose a side and it isn`t yours....
life goes on.
Damn good job n all. Or I`d be a ghost writing this. And that would be too creepy. Or maybe it would make for a half decent story...hmmm....
Now I have, and am `celebrating` by redecorating.
But it`s been a rough few months.
However, I`m getting there. Hate to sound like one of those bluddy awful feminist wifies ...(I am so far from being one!) but, life coping on my own isn`t as scary as I thought it would be, and I AM managing, though, well, made lots of mistakes and will no doubt make many more. But they`re liveable with.
Nothing lasts forever, not even acute stress, and one day you just wake up, realise you`re wading through it without going nuts (or, in my case, crazier than I am) and nothing has ground to a halt simply because you find paperwork hard to deal with or folks who were friends with both of you chose a side and it isn`t yours....
life goes on.
Damn good job n all. Or I`d be a ghost writing this. And that would be too creepy. Or maybe it would make for a half decent story...hmmm....
Posted on Hermit Life at 17:34
Random Meanderings...
Posted: Monday, 28 July 2008 |
Second day of fog on Sanday....*cue Hammer Horror music*.....
I don`t mind the fog, really, except when it goes on for days, then it becomes claustrophobic.
But for the time being, it`s nicely eerie, if a tad damp.
One of my peedie young hens died last night, no idea why. The son went into the barns and there she was, legs up on the floor, so thinking her dead he lifted her up and she kicked said legs!
So, he brought her indoors to yours truly and we wrapped her in an old teatowel and put her in a box of hay in front of the old Doric stove, where for a good few hours, she clung onto life and even stood up, looked a little perkier, and seemed as if she would make it, before simply...keeling over, dead, finally.
These things happen, seen it especially happen in isles cats before, they are born, grow up then for no apparent reason, drop dead.
In a few weeks I`m having a `Bag Yourself A Duck For 50p Day`....the bulk of my ducks are being rounded up, put into one of the barns and I`ll advertise that anyone who wants any, for breeding, pets or food, can pay 50p per duck and come up with a sack and catch their own. *Grins.....*
True though. And it`s just part of my `paring down` of my life, getting rid of clutter and streamlining things, making life simpler and therefore, more comfortable and at ease....
I redecorated..nothing wildly exciting, cream and white, but isn`t it amazing how fresh and clean the place feels when ye do that? :-)
And in clearing away the clutter, you come across quite a few possessions that either have you thinking, wow! I`d forgotten I had that, great!...or, what the heck was I thinking? Eek!
Most of the latter exclamations accompany some of my clothes....
so will internet-auction them (am I allowed to say Ebay?) and hope some peedier wifie than me can fit into them, or that they`ll appeal to some other woman with..erm...a unique taste in clothes! :-D
(Hey, am partially colour blind, so no, that purple and cerise ensemble were NOT meant to go together!)
Ferry fares have gone up here again, sigh....considering we are distinctly limited in our mode of travel if we want to go offisle, that isn`t good news. I do appreciate Orkney Ferries need to keep going, but...if fewer folks can actually afford to take the ferry so often, aren`t they cutting off their noses to spite their face, a little?
The isles, have to admit, are getting awfully expensive places to live..and that is sad....am wondering if I can see the day when only the retired wealthy can afford to live in such places, with the cost of fuel, another essential in such a remote place, going up, `public` transport ditto, food prices everywhere rising drastically, energy prices, also ditto.....
Time, I think, to look again at all those self sufficiency books that were all the vogue in the hippy seventies that I still hang onto, huh?;-)
Don`t get me wrong..I`m not in any way saying islanders should be subsidised! But when what you can earn doesn`t keep paced with the basic cost of living, something`s gotta give.....and some solution needs to be found, probably fairly quickly before many more folks desert the isles, reluctantly, for southern places with access to cheaper (!) food and fuel. And easier travel.
But no good asking me, I`m just a wumman, a blonde ane at that, so therefore, any opinions hereafter should be considered invalid ;-)
The weather forecaster has just described the day as `murky`..isn`t that a great word, hee! Very fitting today too, when I cannae see beyond the rose hedge.
Sigh, back to planning how much wood is going to be needed to repair the garage doors and how much rendering will be needed for an outbuilding roof afore winter storms hit this year.
Hope everyone has a grand week, and that the sun shines for you all at least, at some point in time. :-)
(p.s. Dee, gonna mail you soonest girl x )
I don`t mind the fog, really, except when it goes on for days, then it becomes claustrophobic.
But for the time being, it`s nicely eerie, if a tad damp.
One of my peedie young hens died last night, no idea why. The son went into the barns and there she was, legs up on the floor, so thinking her dead he lifted her up and she kicked said legs!
So, he brought her indoors to yours truly and we wrapped her in an old teatowel and put her in a box of hay in front of the old Doric stove, where for a good few hours, she clung onto life and even stood up, looked a little perkier, and seemed as if she would make it, before simply...keeling over, dead, finally.
These things happen, seen it especially happen in isles cats before, they are born, grow up then for no apparent reason, drop dead.
In a few weeks I`m having a `Bag Yourself A Duck For 50p Day`....the bulk of my ducks are being rounded up, put into one of the barns and I`ll advertise that anyone who wants any, for breeding, pets or food, can pay 50p per duck and come up with a sack and catch their own. *Grins.....*
True though. And it`s just part of my `paring down` of my life, getting rid of clutter and streamlining things, making life simpler and therefore, more comfortable and at ease....
I redecorated..nothing wildly exciting, cream and white, but isn`t it amazing how fresh and clean the place feels when ye do that? :-)
And in clearing away the clutter, you come across quite a few possessions that either have you thinking, wow! I`d forgotten I had that, great!...or, what the heck was I thinking? Eek!
Most of the latter exclamations accompany some of my clothes....
so will internet-auction them (am I allowed to say Ebay?) and hope some peedier wifie than me can fit into them, or that they`ll appeal to some other woman with..erm...a unique taste in clothes! :-D
(Hey, am partially colour blind, so no, that purple and cerise ensemble were NOT meant to go together!)
Ferry fares have gone up here again, sigh....considering we are distinctly limited in our mode of travel if we want to go offisle, that isn`t good news. I do appreciate Orkney Ferries need to keep going, but...if fewer folks can actually afford to take the ferry so often, aren`t they cutting off their noses to spite their face, a little?
The isles, have to admit, are getting awfully expensive places to live..and that is sad....am wondering if I can see the day when only the retired wealthy can afford to live in such places, with the cost of fuel, another essential in such a remote place, going up, `public` transport ditto, food prices everywhere rising drastically, energy prices, also ditto.....
Time, I think, to look again at all those self sufficiency books that were all the vogue in the hippy seventies that I still hang onto, huh?;-)
Don`t get me wrong..I`m not in any way saying islanders should be subsidised! But when what you can earn doesn`t keep paced with the basic cost of living, something`s gotta give.....and some solution needs to be found, probably fairly quickly before many more folks desert the isles, reluctantly, for southern places with access to cheaper (!) food and fuel. And easier travel.
But no good asking me, I`m just a wumman, a blonde ane at that, so therefore, any opinions hereafter should be considered invalid ;-)
The weather forecaster has just described the day as `murky`..isn`t that a great word, hee! Very fitting today too, when I cannae see beyond the rose hedge.
Sigh, back to planning how much wood is going to be needed to repair the garage doors and how much rendering will be needed for an outbuilding roof afore winter storms hit this year.
Hope everyone has a grand week, and that the sun shines for you all at least, at some point in time. :-)
(p.s. Dee, gonna mail you soonest girl x )
Posted on Hermit Life at 08:13
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