Toosday is Shmoosday

No great plans today. Maybe a bit of gardening, lunch on the lawn (it's more mud than grass at the moment though), long walk with the dog and a bit of housework. Still working on the red wine stain my friend K left on Saturday. It is being extremely persistent and an eye sore. Since when have I become so houseproud? WHEN DID I BECOME MY MOTHER??? *arrrrrrrrrrgh* But apart from these little activities, I shall take it easy.

Along the way I might do a little bit of research into yarn shops around the country. Then I can email them the rest of the week offering my services as Amigurumi Guru. Surely I will be able to get some more bookings. Everybody likes my stuff, but nobody wants to pay for it. Isn't that the way of the world? I must say, in this day and age I certainly don't envy the prostitutes. They must have an incredibly hard time.

As I look at the day ahead of me, I can't help but agree with my friend T's statement that I live in a bubble. Maybe 'real' life still passes me by, frantic activities during massive bouts of boredom don't make a 'real' life. But on the other hand, my little bubble is such a comfy one, that it gets increasingly difficult to leave it. I probably need somebody with a ginormous needle to come along and burst it. But that thought is just too scary!!!