September Morning

I have had it all.

I woke with anger at 4 - well, not so much anger as p!ssed off - the low-pitched ongoing yowls of two cats in the next door driveway.

This grew when I realised our Eddie had escaped during the night and was one of the participants.

Both pugilists disappeared quicksmart when I appeared. Then there was pride - our Eddie was protecting his territory (I would like to think he would have won if Mummy hadn't saved him) but mainly because I hadn't descended into a few yowls myself and woken the neighbourhood at 4 to tartan nightdress delights.

After the obligatory 20 minutes of thawing and attempting to sleep, I got out of bed in frustration. It is a curious brand of insomnia, this one I have.

Still, the good thing about being up and about at 4.30 is there is rarely anyone to bother you. I was able to do my morning potter and make my tea.

Sipping my tea I felt relaxed. It is a truly beautiful morning, the sun was just starting to soften the darkness and it feels like only me and the newspaper delivery guy are awake.

I fired up the computer and I shed a few tears - I have only read 3 blogs this morning (which is 3 more than I got to yesterday).

Deb has got her pathology results back - expletive deleted - I first "met" Debby when she commented on my sister's fledgling blog, but with her journey over the last couple of years she has become a friend - not just a Jeanie friend, but a family friend. My daughter "knows" her and asks after her. She sent me a wedding present (and yes, I still haven't sent thank yous to everyone, sorry!) and I know that if anyone is going to fight the good fight it will be her! (Oh, and by the way Deb, it was the dog from the British Paints ad I think, in terms of the bitch I meant).

as a result, Bushbabe turned to God - she says the stuff I wish I could say sometimes.

and, as always, Sarah Lulu put God into perspective for me.

Now, I have to get ready for work, and while I am frustrated that I cannot work out the bluetooth connection to this computer to send the photo I took yesterday from the lift at work, I will leave you with what it says.

First point on the Emergency Procedures in the lift at work: "Stay Clam"

Sounds like a plan.