Better Days Are Coming

They have to be, right? Am currently tired, irritable, my leg hurts (after I fell over my own feet on my own driveway (as I was so tired after the bagpack finished) so I can’t even pretend I fell over a crack in the pavement and sue somebody!), my feet and back still hurt (from the aforementioned bagpack), I have gotten no closer in finishing the website (as I decided to take a ’short’ nap when I got home and woke up a couple of hours ago) which has to be done (at least the framework and examples) by tomorrow, and I have a stress headache.

So why, you may ask, am I wasting time blogging? Well, yes, mostly because of my Blog365 commitment, but also because I want a little bit of a routine to appear back in my life. I mean, next week I have Committee Meeting after work Monday, Tuesday brings Nurses appointment take 2, Wednesday will bring… well, nothing at the moment… but you know Wednesdays!. Thursday is best not talked about and then we round up to Friday again! I know. it’s all just too exciting and I just appear to be whining so I have something to write about. It’s either that or I tell you about the buckets full… sorry bucket full of money we collected this weekend (£470 ($914) on Saturday (will know final amount tomorrow) and about how I wished we had a Chip n Pin machine connected to our account.

Why don’t people carry change anymore? What if the Chip n Pin machine hadn’t hav been working? Huh? Then you would have had to abandon your shopping! Well, not really - they would have just had you sign for it instead… and then the queue’s would have ben longer and you would have had to wait, enduring the endless whittering from the tired and slightly manic bagpacker at the end of your till. Oh, I know you chose that till because you thought there was no charity headcase standing there but you were wrong! We had a small child and a short adult there on purpose! And we’re not above making you feel guilty as we look slightly pained as you pass our bucket by… And the child says ‘Thank you’ in a small voice… My cheekbones hurt also. From all the fake smiling.

BUT SERIOUSLY FOLKS.

Some people were super generous with their time and their money. It’s a chore but a profitable one. That reminds me I must post that cheque to Dan.

Meanwhile… if any of you in the UK have any old mobile phones or used ink cartridges clogging up your house/business you can help the Scout Group by sending them to us. Contact me here and I’ll give you the address!

Patience is not a virtue of mine....

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