For the time being anyway. It's been one of those months since September started. I'm bored, fed up with doing the same old boring things like work, go out, watch TV, read, surf internet (oh, actually, scrap that last one, just seen something interesting), eat, drink, go to bed, have tooth removed, have jaw bone cracked by dentist while removing tooth, get some weird cold/flu mutation, sleep, force 6 pints of home-made lemonade down throat, gaze dreamily at new PSI collection and KA. As you can see, it's been boring. And then, just as I thought it couldn't get worse, it got better.
JMJ music god returns to Manchester next year!
Going to Germany next Week!
Christmas Party!
Ok, I accept the first one is worth the excitement and maybe the second one as well. But you can tell how bored I have been.
This is because Tess is no longer here, Tess was my ideas bouncer. OK, the feedback wasn't exactly there, but, she listened (at least I think she did) to my ideas, put up with suddenly and unexpectedly being whisked off to new places for a walk.
In short, since we lost Tess, I have been lost. Maybe I was lost before, like at the start of the year, but didn't really realise it until Tess went.
Maybe we'll get a new dog next year, and I can find my spark again.
Or maybe not.