Still not in a good enough mood to make light of my life at the moment.
The universe is normally quite kind to me, which is why I am quandrifying it all.
Obviously a lesson to be learned here. We have no choice but to learn, really - life lessons have a habit of ensuring they are thorough.
Of course, then you see that 200,000 are homeless and wondering where there next meal is in India due to flooding - and it all gets put into perspective.
I mean - we have a bumper parsley crop to keep us from the dogs.
And I do need to slim down a bit to move all those funky frocks from my performance days into contemplation for being wed (thus saving me from hard decisions involving either fashion or finance).
That means all the cycling in my future can possibly be filed under "pronoia".
Still working on the other issues. I am sure sometime soon I will be back blowing sunshine.
In the mean time - a whinge arising from Tuck Shop (because if you can't whinge about others there would be NO JOY in life)...
Last week, I was a heroine and stood in for the convenor while she partied with her family at the other end of the state.
One mother gave me a hand for an hour - and then it was me against the hordes - and the hordes were hungry.
I gave thanks to my three grade 7 helpers with leftover fruit salad and some oven baked nuggets I would have had to turf as I miscounted (don't ask - things were frantic).
Today I helped in tuckshop as usual and found out that one of my helpers (a rather overweight girl) had been banned from coming to tuckshop - because she had put on too much weight.
I had to ring the vice principal to advise her the truth of the situation.
The main reason I had given the girl this free fruit salad and nuggets for helping me last week was her lunch consisted of dry muffin mix! When asked about what "healthy" stuff she had, she said she had eaten an apple the previous day.
Obviously the focus should be elsewhere for that extra stone the girl had gained in the last month...