I should be in bed

I should
be in bed
I should
be cuddled
up with…
okay my
pillow
however I
am not
I sit here
at 2am
saturday morn’
when all my
virtual friends
who start to
stir have
come on line
they start
to post
and I’ve
done 3
no it’s not
the most
that I have
done in one day
but I can’t
seem to stay
away and do
I rave for
my brain is
tired
oh yes I do
so I shall retire
so forgive me
to those that read
who may expect
some form of
intelligence
for at this
juncture I can….not
no I simply do not
have ‘no-sense’

Have a wonderful morning everyone.

Saturday Centus Wk 148 Perhaps

Saturday Centus Week 148  – The prompt this week is:   “Without you around, I sleep like a baby” 108 words including the 5 in the Title.

Perhaps because there is no snoring
no sniffling, moaning, grumbling
perhaps there is no waking me as you
get up for the loo
perhaps I am not woken from sheets
or doona being dragged off me
or talking in your sleep as you
sometimes do
yes
without you around I sleep like a baby
I wake in the morning quite refreshed
but I would miss the noises that you
make the little disturbances throughout
the night
for I know that this way you
are next to me
your body next to mine and
I’d rather have that and a restless
sleep
than be sleeping all alone

My new Job

Blah it’s getting late.. I really should think of sleep

Thanks heavens it’s Thursday tomorrow nearly the end of the week

Another day has rolled on by, my head is in a spin

Learning new systems & processes what a time it’s been

Hate to feel the idiot and not know what to do

Trying to come to grips with things

When sometimes I have no clue

But I’ll just soldier on each day in the hope that it may gel

If mistakes I make I’ll raise hand high and inwardly think bloody hell

For it’s not easy when you start anew

An impression you wish to make

I hate to ask again and again

And feel my body begin to quake

I’m sure the light globe will switch on

And the hard will soon look easy

I’ll know what do to without asking for help

And then hopefully it will be breezy!

Just a little ditty before bed time.

PS: Thank you to the 135 people that stopped by yesterday 🙂

Live Your Dream – Tired, Grumpy and Happy all in the one day.

TIRED – Last night and into the wee small hours of this morning began the tossing of my body around the bed with my brain not switching off. I lay there “SLEEP” you idiot just SLEEP! How hard is it? You are tired, your eyes are closed but you know that, however you are looking from behind those closed lids and, hoping that your eye balls had another curtain you could just close shut and darkness prevail.

This went on till 4am before the alarm buzzed it’s merry tune at 6.15. 

GRUMPY – Up I struggled into the shower for the morning routine of getting ready for work. Today was a day I was dreading and also happy about. I was going to resign after 2 years. The day was a complete struggle – the deed was done in the afternoon – I told my boss. 

Homeward bound my stomach was still in knots. I have a new job – I shouldn’t be stressing so.

HAPPY – Finally after years of writing and presenting my Memoir to various Publishers (only to be knocked back – though I wrote with warmth, humour and from the heart they would say) I decided to hell with the vanity – self promote I say! After all I wrote my story not to get rich but to see that someone wanted to buy my story to read. Was interested in seeing what I had to say, read my words that I had painstakingly written and re written over and over again. To see my story on Amazon and Lulu (yes a self promoting plug) was truly amazing. Words cannot describe. I DID THAT!!!! 

So for all those that blog/post/scribble on note pads/type madly on their keyboards – I say live your dream – put it out there whatever way you can. We are writers, we are souls that want our readers to absorb our words no matter what forum we choose. I ended the day happy.

**My Memoir The Empty Nest A Mother’s Hidden Grief is now available through Amazon and Lulu (J M Kadane)**

I thank you

I’m so tired today

Sleeping is not coming naturally to me of late, in fact  it hasn’t for quite some time. Yes, I’ve tried the warm milk before bed, the reading a book till you face plant the page and no bright lights. Nothing seems to work however. I’ve also tried going to bed late and early or a glass of wine all to no avail. I have also tried every (well practically) known herbal tranquilliser on the market and also prescription and non prescription from the chemists – they work but I’m trying not to get the addicted thing happening.

I went to bed last night book in hand and read till hmm let me see probably 10pm, I yawned, I squirmed and the pages got heavier to flip, so off went the dim bed-side light and down I snuggled.

I was still trying to snuggle and drift into slumber at 12.30 – 1.15 and 2.30am. I must off drifted off for an hour or so as my mobile phone chorused out its wake up alarm at 6.15.

So I am bleary eyed now, but still I write, because I needed to, as I sat at work today (shoosh please don’t tell the boss) I asked myself the questions how often should one blog? Is there a limit? Can I prattle about anything that may for all intense purposes a little bit interesting to others? Do I just blog for the sake of blogging? Many questions invade my normally rational head-space and why the hell am I making it so complicated?

Tsk tsk see this is what happens when I’m tired..

**My Memoir The Empty Nest A Mother’s Hidden Grief is now available through Lulu and Amazon (J M Kadane)**