Joy is back, filling my life and house with hope and happiness. I pormosie ( by which I mean promise, but I quite like pormosie) I am really not bi-polar!!
Oh why so joyful Miss B? I hear you ask.
Because, and sit down people who know me, I ran 3kms. YAY for me.
For the first time I realised I might actually make my 5km goal. Go me!!
All doom and gloom is gone, my angelic chicklets basking in a bright white light, part sun, part halo, part glare from big screen.
I knew something was going to happen yesterday, when young Jim said he wanted to eat cake.
And I for no apparent reason, entirely out of character, said, ‘good idea young chap, let’s make one’
He said, ( I thought rather rudely ) ‘you don’t know how.’
” Oh ye of little faith, that’s what books are for.” said I.
And low and behold a cake was made, a plain old, common or garden yummy chocolate sponge.
Yes it looked like a UFO, but it tasted fine, ‘damn fine’ I’ll say.
Further good news, 20 mins ago got a fax from Steiner, we have an interview on Wed.
Let’s get crossing bits shall we.
Have a joyous day, one and all.