This isn’t the first time that I’ve started a blog entry by saying ‘I don’t know where to start’ but today it’s different because the only problem I have is deciding which AWESOME thing to tell you about first*
I think I’ll start with two apologies because I definitely owe them:
- Apology number one: I’m sorry that I’ve been a bit irregular about blogging this week
- Apology number two: I’m sorry that I forgot about The Depressed Moose’s birthday and therefore didn’t make a fuss of him on the day
Then I’ll do a bit of a thank you:
- A great big thank you to my bestest blogging buddies** who noted my absence and got in touch to make sure I was okay*** Love you guys gazillions xoxoxox
Now all that’s out of the way I suppose it’s time for a little bit of an update from WeeGee land….
Ages ago, when I was all woe is me and I want to die I heard somebody**** saying ‘when things in your life are good, good things happen’ I remember it because it made me feel even more bleak than I already did because things in my life were bad and it felt like they would never get any better and it just hammered home that ‘what’s the effing point’ feeling that creeps in so regularly when you’re mental.
But somehow (and very slowly) things started to get better. They got so much better that eventually I had my ‘holy swearword moment’ and realised what the effing point was. And from that moment on things in my life have been good and getting better all the time. As I write this I can say genuinely that I am happy, that I’m enjoying life and that I can’t wait to find out what comes next. I’ve always liked adventures – it’s just that I’ve usually been too scared to go on them. Not anymore.
Meanwhile in other news I would like to make it known that there is ABSOLUTELY no way to get in or out of a Porsche wearing a skirt with any dignity whatsoever. Nothing else to report save that Gryff is getting a bit fed up with all this WeeGee having a social life stuff so a night in with the cat is very definitely in order.
I leave you today with an AWESOME (if a little old) song which sums up my life quite neatly at the moment:
Lots and lots and lots of love and a few hugs for good measure, WeeGee xoxoxoxo
PS – I promise to catch up on your lovely blogs this week. I’ve been missing you all
*I’ve had my fair share of problems and this is officially my favourite problem of all time
**You know who you are
***I wondered if you thought I was a) heartbroken because it had all gone tits up or b) murdered because Mr Magic turned out to be a serial killer…..
****I can’t remember who – some kinda celebrity