Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky.
Since my man* and I ain't together
Keeps on raining all the time
Yesterday there were fantastic thunderstorms and hailstorms. And it's July. What's that about?
I have come to the conclusion that Debs is a far better blogger than I am. She posts things more often, has something to say and she's actually funny. Whereas I moan too much, post too infrequently and rarely have anything of note to say. Something must be done.
My head is full of thoughts and realisations, all of them half formed and in need of more time to digest. Some of them might become blog posts. Some of them won't.
Last weekend I went to a wedding, this weekend I'm going to a wedding. Life is good, I like weddings.
I have an essay due in 16 days and no weekends left in which to write it. Life is busy. I like busy, but it's tiring.
I've run out of enthusiasm at work, probably because I'm getting closer to leaving. There are plenty of things that need doing, but not much oomph to do them. Life plods on.
*There is no man to be not together with, but apart from that it's a highly appropriate song.