A Post A Day…

I decided not too long ago that I would do a post a day to my blog.  The reason for this was three-fold; first, I would get in the habit of writing something daily and second, this daily writing exercise would get me in some kind of shape to start re-writing an old screenplay I’ve had kicking around for years and third, as I haven’t had time to do any videos for ages, this seemed like a good “trade-off.”

Well suffice to say, I never run out of things to write about. Whether I am complaining about the everyday mundane irritants that life can throw in my direction or the odd epiphany that I’ve been privy to.

Sometimes though it is just nice to ramble. I’ve had nothing really irritating happen today nor have I been blessed (or cursed) with any sort of epiphany. It has been, all said and done, a fairly productive day. I put together two more bits of furniture and I am now feeling the strain in my muscles and brain.

Ah! About the self-assemble furniture. Who decided to make all the directions pictures? I’m sure that someone somewhere thought that utilising a picture diagram of the assembly was an ace idea. In my humble opinion though, I beg to differ. In the old days (when I was much younger and presumably faster) I could  put a medium piece of furniture together in about an hour.This was of course using the “old fashioned” directions.  Not now. It took me the best part of a day to put together a wardrobe and a chest of drawers!

I refuse to believe that this is because I am older and *cough* slower. Instead, I am going to blame the stupid pictorial directions. Hmmm. I wonder if this counts as an epiphany?

Where the hell is my internet!

Well, we are still moving. It’s taking a long time despite being right next door to my old address. Yesterday I came home from work to find my new internet wasn’t working. All right, I’ll admit it right up front, I got a little annoyed…Well, a LOT annoyed.

Not so much at the beginning, but as the night wore on my irritation began to take on epic proportions. It probably didn’t help when I got a text from my provider saying that I would have an answer to my problem in 48 hours!

Needless to say, it didn’t take 48 hours, it only took about 24 hours. Of course I spent the entire time stomping around the house, cursing and shouting, “Where the hell is my internet!” This helped the situation….NOT!!!

In hindsight I now realise that the reason I got so annoyed is that I’m addicted to the internet. Yep, I’m hooked on facebook, twitter, and YouTube. But above and beyond my “craving for social networking” it dawned on my that I was reliant on the net for most of my important communication.

I use Skype to talk to my family in America. I couldn’t afford to pay the phone bill if I kept in touch via the normal telephonic route. I use various websites for weather updates, current news, well the list goes on and on.

Like the mobile phone, the home computer (and it’s partner-in-crime the web) have become as necessary to our everyday lives as food and drink. We use the internet for banking, shopping, communicating, booking holidays…

When I was a teenager, I thought nothing of driving long distances without a mobile phone; they weren’t around then! Now, I don’t like to go down to the local shop without my mobile phone. As for the internet, not having access for just 24 hours practically turned me into a gibbering idiot.

I don’t know what new technological advances are on the way to replace mobile phones or the internet, but,I am sure I will become just as addicted to them.

Meanwhile, back to the long move.


I am sitting here at 1030 in the evening. I’m tired and a bit brain frazzled. I’m also a bit excited. Don’t worry I will stop these Hemingway-esque sentences soon.
So why am I excited?
I’m excited because a very temporary part of my life is coming to a close.  I was very happy in my little flat, it was my first new home in my new life.
But it was only temporary.
I am now moving into a proper house, with a garden, and setting up home properly.
I’m trying to move everything as quickly as possible. I can do this  because I’m literally moving a short stones throw from my current address.
We never know what direction life is going to take us. I got the chance to rent my new house from a very unexpected source. I was surprised and not a little dismayed at who actually steered me onto the house.
Surprised because I didn’t think the person who helped me would have cared enough to do so.
Dismayed because I obviously sold him short.
As hard as it is, we have to remember to give everyone benefit of the doubt and believe that their intentions are good.
Being too cynical is not good for anyone. Let’s all try to remember that.