My Life on a Plate

Good Morning World - Yawn

Well I made it through another night. No big deal you might say but sometimes I think it's a miracle considering how much unhealthy abuse I fling at my poor old body. Still, not gonna get morbid today; maybe another time.

So, thanks to those who commented on my first blog attempt.Yes, for those on the other side of the pond a 'bog' is a toilet. See? Stick with me and It might be a learning experience.

I'm tired this morning. I'm tired most mornings. I'm a night owl and find it difficult to make myself go to bed. It just seems such a waste of precious time. I'm not a great sleeper either. Keep waking up (well just the brain cell) with all sorts of weird thoughts running around in there. A lot of blogging ideas last night, but of course, when I wake up (sort of) they've all gone. Where do thoughts go? Where do words go after they're spoken? I wish sometimes I thought about what's for dinner or the price of carrots but I have an overactive mind. Wish my body would join it but I find exercise so boring. Swimming I love however. Maybe I was a mermaid in a past life? Or a whale? lol

Today I'm spending with my sister, we have so little time together. I feel a very late night coming on. So much to cram in to a few hours and it'll be gone in a flash. What is it with time?

Well, I need another cuppa (cup of tea) and must get on with the boring stuff. Washing, dressing, bed making, pots. I reckon if sleep wasn't necessary, it would cut down on these sort of things. Who invented sleep anyway? Someone once said 'sleep is only for those who have nothing better to do.' Who was it said that? Maybe it was me. lol I might actually get round to discussing writing one day. Might even pick up a pen and write; not been doing enough lately. Too busy blogging! Going, honest.