a lot to say for someone with nothing to say...

I have no idea what to write for a blog this week. I have been on “holiday” for the week and like other people i have holidays it does not leave me rested and refreshed. Just more worried. Than usual. My mind doesn’t like to switch off. I don’t think it can actually. So with all this rest time i have been relatively inactive. This just leaves me with flesh that is unwilling but a mind that is up for anything. Annoying is what it is.

I have been reading and writing. Occasionally doing some housework things. Spying on the neighbours. *pause*. When i say spying i mean gazing out the window to try and figure out what the hell they are doing now to impact on my “calm”. They are the noisiest people i know. Always doing something to their houses, yards, each other etc.

Yesterday was cool though. My sister made me go with her (and her kids) to the weather office (bom). She is having this “disagreement” with the insurance agency over what constitutes a “storm”. We were there an hour or more. The Meteorologist even turned on the tornado machine for the kids. I don’t think they get many 2 year olds visiting. It was more fun than it should have been. Once again proving that i am a nerd.

Sorry...got distracted by a call from mark (*wave* high mark) to tell me all about the new DrWho (ep and character) that he just watched. I am a little jealous. I have to wait a little longer. At least i don’t have duty rosters to create. I can safely say that they are something my future does not hold. Honestly. Can you imagine me in charge? Of anything at all??

*laugh*

Now i am properly cheered up.

Even the sound of the dog next door howling is no longer shitting me off. The dog howls when every they leave the house. A security issue i would have thought yet they seem ok with it. Of course they are never home when the dog howls. For hours on end.

I better get back to reading, writing, plotting and avoiding. Such a busy girl i am. For a certain definition of busy of course. All things are relative.

Mark rang back (*wave* again) and said that the new Dr is alright. And we had a lovely discuss about our favourite companions (Sarah Jane and Martha for me). My niece (maree, 12) did ask me the other day why the Dr had so many female clothes...and were all his companions female....awkward.

Now that all is right with the world i can have some dinner and maybe write something that i don’t have to automatically trash upon re-reading it later. You never know. It just might happen. This time.