It is wonderful to be getting back into the swing of things after an enforced inclement weather break. Mine, and those around me’s, wellbeing was being threatened by this incarceration. Things were becoming desperate.
My gold nails were commented upon more than once today. They are a reflection of too much time on my hands. Literally. Which means boredom. An old employer of mine once told me, as I was photocopying reams of construction contracts, possibly as he was on his way out to lunch at the club, that it was up to me to make this task enjoyable. Once I explained this infuriatingly insensitive comment to the nice constable I was let off with a caution.
Of course there were a myriad of constructive things I could have been doing whilst I couldn’t get out to work. Things that I will grumble about in the future. Later this week, when I excuse myself from SoS as I am away for the weekend, leaving the OH at home whilst I fan and feed chocolates to my mum, there will be cries of “but you had all that time to prepare!”. Or when the spare room isn’t ready and I am in blind panic as our guests are approaching the front door, shoving melodeons and dinosaur suits in cupboards and a life-sized cardboard cut out of David Essex under the bed, you will be saying “all that time wasted painting your nails”. And I will say “that is the way with ennui, it drains the resolve”. All is well now. I am back where I belong.
Today it was showery, but the waterproof trouser trick worked a treat. This universal rule is quite simple and a trick of the trade I will willingly share. Keep them on and the sun will shine, take them off the heavens will open. Try it, you will find it spookily effective.
A feral Anemone coronaria, planted some place distant and now self seeded where it chose to be, is the kind of violet-blue that makes me very happy.
Off The Edge Gardening 
Ahem! I was away for two SoSdays and still posted. This weekend I’m here but am being honest and saying I’m just having a Saturday off. Because I’ll be posting on Sunday in a different meme. And recovering from consuming the second bag of sucky sweets in one go last night. (1) You CAN compose in advance and (2) you can SCHEDULE.
PS photos of fingernails please.
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Name and shame …… 🙂 I am worried about you going cold turkey on those Haribos, just slowly wean yourself off them.
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We must make Ennui drains Resolve t shirts!
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Ha, yes that would be good!
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Glad the weather is better and you’re feeling more yourself. That violet-blue makes me happy, too. Umbrellas also work very well to keep away showers.
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Thanks Mrs D. I keep meaning to ask you, did the poppy flower?
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Alas, no. It’s still alive, though, and you know – where there’s life, there’s hope. 😊
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Like washing the car. I do not know if that works because I do not wash the car. I am told that it will make it rain though.
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I believe it is true, I haven’t washed my car for the very same reason 🙂
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Knowing what a kind soul you are, can I ask you to keep your waterproofs on for at least the next two months? I thought about asking for four, but that would be just too greedy. Thanking you in anticipation. Maggie xxx
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Gold nails, we should have seen a picture of them, but that lovely anemone will do just fine. Hope it is sunny for you again today.
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I’m envious of your golden nails. Alas, a sculptor’s nails are usually clipped (or broken) quite short. They are not my proudest attribute sadly.
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I am delusional, my nails are a parody of proper grown up nails.
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I have found that trick of the trade true. Then if you struggle whilst balancing on one foot to remove leggings over Wellingtons it starts to rain again💦
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Ha! Yes, that too!
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