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    Weekends stink

    I hate the weekend, these days--oh, it's nice, getting to sleep a little later in the morning, but still...it's rarely a fun thing, weekends. My weekends, this year, seem to mostly consist of, either, lying in bed, trying to get well enough to get through another work week, or running around doing errands and household chores...not much else (except blogging.) Sometimes it's restful, sometimes stressful, ofttimes hopelessly boring...and always, always lonely. Yeah, I'd say sleeping in, is about the only good thing, about weekends, for me. Otherwise, just another day.

    Oh, not feeling sorry for myself, just covering the facts. I didn't get to the laundromat this morning--overslept...alarm went off, but I fell back to sleep--I had to be to the laundromat by no later than ten, to get to work by 1pm. It takes forever to do laundry, without a washing machine--or, without a car. By adding in a cab--there's not only the extra cost of the fare (no bus routes pass by any of the local laundromats, except one bus, enroute to the community college--and that's only twice a day...once in the morning, once early evening. Stupid Glens Falls >:XX transport people...)

    Anyway, there's the $8 to $10 round-trip cab fare, PLUS, the 30 to 50 minutes it takes, waiting to get a cab to pick you up, coming and going...add to that washing, drying and folding the clothes, packing them into and out of the cab, then, down the hall and up two flights of stairs, putting them away---you're easily looking at a good 3 to 4 hours of your day, thrown away. Gone forever, washing your dirties.

    Then, you have it all to do, the next week or two...

    Ever wonder how much of our lives are spent, doing things we don't want to do? A lot, in my case.

    Ah well. At least I'll have clean knickers, this week, ha-ha.

    I was asked, last night, why I don't write more Dr Who stories on my Accord Hospice blog. Well, I'd love to, but I decided that I might have a mixed audience, not all of whom might watch--or even know about--Dr Who. So, I made the decision to vary the stories, stagger they types of stories I write, to keep it from becoming too tedious or repetitive. And also, to appeal to a broader audience. Not that I have an "audience." 1 to 6 readers a day. Tho' I am delighted that my friends are nice enough to want to read the stories, really I am. I will say, I do get more readers when it's Dr Who or David Tennant I write about. Not sure why...must have something to do with the Google search or something?

    But, I'm not moaning today. I've decided, my friend is right. I'm not going to sit here today, moaning that I have no life--I am going to go out and make my life....even if it means shutting myself away from the outside world, to save myself, it's what I have to do...just go and hide for a while, until I can get my act together again, or until something positive comes along. Build my own private fall-out shelter--oh, I don't mean hide, in the sense I'm going to stop living my life, or stop interacting with my internet/overseas friends...just that I will bury my sorrows for a while and just...learn to like stagnation.

    Mind you, I'm not sure how, just yet, but I'm sure I'll think of something...I need a project--after Accord is done, to bury myself in--maybe a play, or maybe just find some good books to read, online or re-read stuff on my shelf. Maybe write some really bad poetry? Watch more Dr Who? I don't know...Yeah, I miss being out and about. With my scheduling at work, working as a volunteer is totally impractical, as I never know what my hours are--and lately, my health is making just simply things like shopping, quite a massive chore.

    I'm tired, so think I'll go have a lie down. I was up late, last night, wracking my brains as to how to get more readers/sponsors for my Accord blog, but...nothing. I've tried all I can think of. I guess it's just not a big enough deal, that people are attracted to it. That's life, I guess. If all I get is one or two or five readers--well, at least someone's reading it, right? It's not like I'm doing this for me, anyway--well, I am, in a tiny way...but I hope, at least some people (besides my sponsors) have visited the site and found out more about Accord's wonderful work.

    So, off to bed for a half-hour, than I have to tidy the apartment a bit. Hope you all have a pleasant day--see you tonight.

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