How’s it all going I hear you all ask?
What’s that? Nobody asked?
You’re right. Not many people did ask because most people don’t give a shit.
But hey ho.
Mostly, Bman has been like this…
… still out of work, still looking, still applying for everything going. And he’s now suffering from some kind of man-lurgy. Quite possibly that weird Chinese death virus that’s in the news. But you know, he’s a koala remember and they don’t all die in bush fires, some of them survive. (Not really sure where I’m going with this analogy, but it’s been that kind of week). If this unemployment lark goes on much longer we may be forced to go down the Gwyneth Paltrow route of selling candles that smell like our body parts. Because seriously? WTF?
It was Blue Monday this week. Something to do with it being so many weeks after Christmas and about the time everyone starts to get their credit card bills or something, after the big festive overspend (in the name of our LordSexyJeebus). Supposedly the most depressing day of the year.
I can testify that this was indeed the case in our house.
We had both in spades, seemingly out of nowhere.
Obsessive thoughts about being a shit mum/daughter/sister/wife/human being etc. Waste of air completely etc etc. Bad times. Thank the old gods and the new for my swim classes. Those young learners of mine and lovely parents to boot are a huge help to my mental health. Everything seems better in the water.
It seems to have dissipated today but who knows when the black dog will leap out again. My saving grace at the moment is losing myself in the mindlessness of TV. This afternoon I was sucked into the drama of whether or not Janet would win the big jackpot on Tipping Point. It was a tense and ultimately disappointing time for Janet and indeed dozens of viewers around the UK who were invested in the result because they have no life either. She opted to take the money rather than trade her current winnings for 3 extra tokens.
In the old ‘have a look at what you could have won’ – she would in fact, have won.
Such is life eh Janet?
On a positive note (I think) I’ve been doing Ginuary rather than Dry January. At least 1 G&T a day for the month. And before I start getting pop up ads about joining AA can I point out that I am heavy on the tonic and no, I haven’t actually got 31 different types of gin stashed under the sink.
Stay positive out there people. Talk to your friends, your family, your pets, strangers on the bus. Don’t hold it all in.
Continue on MoFos. If only to annoy everyone.