Well it’s been one of those weeks, you know the sort where
you want to curl up under the duvet with a large bar of chocolate and a bottle
of wine. Not that I've had a crisis, I
could deal with one of those, it was just lots of little irritations… the
tumble dryer broke, someone said something, I broke the lens on one of my
camera’s, the dog misbehaved, someone let me down, the computer hid my work in
one of those never to be found again temporary files, my expensive hairdo didn't turn out quite as expected, oh the list goes on but I won’t bore you.
So I could indulge in a little self-pity but my mother’s
words ring in clearly in my head – stop feeling sorry for yourself, there’s a
lot of people worse off than you! Well
yes I know that, so along with my trivial list of woes I now have a guilt trip
going on!
But interspersed with the doom were little glimmers of joy
and some amusement. There was the
fabulous Santa’s Sparkle event in Lamlash with a light and firework
display. The sun shone most of the week,
so my outside jobs were made much more pleasurable. Calm seas allowed for some night time eavesdropping
as crew from a moored boat came ashore, not realising how their voiced
travelled, I managed to do most of my Christmas shopping this weekend. Oh and I
won on the lottery - no not the jackpot – do you think I would be writing a
blog if I had!
Like the lows of the week the highs were nothing to write
home about, but I probably wouldn't have appreciated them quite so much without
those niggles. So go on indulge yourself
with a little misery, it makes the simple things in life shine so much
brighter.
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