Monday 18 October 2010

Stuck in a rut

This seems to be turning into a place for me to whinge, which is not what I had intended for it at all. But sometimes its what you need. So if you do read, forgive me.

Recently I've started to assess things in my life. I don't know what I want anymore. From anything.

As a child, I had plenty of dreams. I was going to own a mobile steakhouse, own a bookshop, and be a writer. All at the same time. Lately I can't string two sentences together let alone whole passages. And as for the steakhouse - I'm no closer now than I was when I was seven. Only now, I can actually cook a steak. And there may be enough books in the house to make it resemble a bookstore, but unfortunately I haven't managed that one yet either.

As I got older, dreams changed. As is normal for most people. Only a select few know what they want to do from childhood and follow it through. Of those select I am highly envious. I would love to have known at a young age exactly what I wanted to be. I would love to have had the initiative and forward planning as a teenager to take subjects that would be useful in my future. Instead I took subjects I enjoyed. Imagine! So now I have a degree in a subject that is about as useful to me as juggling shards of glass would be to a carpenter. (Awful analogy I am aware.)

I am stuck in such a rut that I can't seem to get out of. I work, I sleep, I work, I sleep. I bake when I'm stressed, I eat what I bake. Eating baked goods doesn't help with the feeling bad about the weight issue, so I then eat more. Its a horrible horrible cycle. And I'm stuck.

Offers or suggestions welcome.

Wednesday 6 October 2010

Pet Hates: Part Deux

So, I actually have a lot to talk about aside from bad spelling, but first things first.

Today, two young boys from the local secondary school came into the shop. They looked to be about 12 or 13. They asked could they put up a poster. No problem. So a short while later, I took a look at said poster. They were advertising a dog-sitting service. From memory, it went something like this: (mis-spellings intended)

"Are you gooing on holaday?

Dog owerner avalilable to look after your dog."

I say 'from memory' because all I can remember are the awful spellings. I think the local schools should hang their heads in shame if that is the powerful level of spelling they are producing.