What Day Is It Again?
Yesterday, I believe that was a Friday, was an utterly shambolic day. I woke up thinking it might just be different than every other day lately.…
Yesterday, I believe that was a Friday, was an utterly shambolic day. I woke up thinking it might just be different than every other day lately.…
Over the last few days, I have been itching to get away for a few days – out of the country, not just another village in…
Yesterday I found myself in a quandary. Despite the certainty of some people, I am actually an independent person. At the moment, I am back…
Let’s face it, some women don’t really like to shave and or wax their legs, armpits, hoo ha or their bottoms.
I don’t know which is worse, letting something or someone define me as a person or knowing that it’s taken me this long to realise I don’t know who I am anymore and how I define myself when I have nobody to help me or a job to give me the stature I once had.
Please read the addendum for the update on this post. Finally not a moan or a groan! Go figure! Maybe there’s hope for me yet! Hey…