What did I say again? New starts and all that - blah, blah, blah. It feels like an endless rush at the moment.
On the plus side I have a lovely photograph of another Guide Dog pup (who lives with another walker but for whom I have always had a soft spot - point; for the dog and not the walker this soft spot occurs. I do not travel down that particular route for relationships. FFS get on with it...)
Yeah, so, I have a cute photo and I'm sure current Andrex hopeful lying snoozing on the rug at the moment is jealous. I was hugging youngest Hobbit earlier after an incident where I accidentally bashed him on the head with the corner of a book (he moved forward, I was reaching toward the bookcase with said very-heavy book in hand - bang.) Anywhatthehellissheontonight, much tears ensued and as I gave comfort to him I was getting big sad, look-at-me-mummy eyes from pooch. He then dunks his head on my lap next to sniffling Hobbit, like I needed another hint. Honestly. But at the same point I couldn't do without.
I really need a decent night sleep, I think *that* is evident. Especially from this rambling nonsense. But then sometimes I like to think that as I send this out to the ether then someone might raise a smile from it. Or call the men in white coats. Whatever comes first.
Interestingly I have noticed that I no longer swear as much as I used to. Except when I'm driving then I'm a right Gordon Ramsey. But being a singleton without the stress of a dead weight marriage strangling you will do that I suppose. Ah.