Showing posts with label package. Show all posts
Showing posts with label package. Show all posts

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Go lightlly...


 The package that was supposed to get here between 9 and 12 o' clock, got here at 5 minutes before 12. Well, I suppose somebody has to get squeezed in last. I would have been ready to make a phone call at noon if it had not been here, I am that much of a stickler. The poor man did look harried and I forgave him on the spot. I'm sure he does not have an easy job delivering all those packages to uptight people who are waiting impatiently like I was. All those harassed housewives who want to try on their new clothes and other assorted customers whose addresses he has to find.

I took my package into the bedroom immediately before Tyke could rip it out of my hands, because he thinks everything is for him that gets delivered, and got out the black mini skirt and the leggings that I wanted to wear with my new purchases. They are a black T-shirt with a draped neckline and it is draped going down too, so you mustn't pull it down too tightly otherwise you lose the effect, and a very modern looking cardigan that reaches down in long points down the front, which are edged in a braid in the same material and which look very neat. 

So I put that all on right away and my earrings too and felt smashing. It was even better than I had hoped for. I do know which clothes I like and what looks good on me. I zero in on those things right away and instinctively know that I should get them. No, I don't have a big head at all, just a super inflated ego. Ha! You see how incredibly vain I am, don't you? 

I was just outside with Tyke for the second time and it was pretty cold. There was quite a bit of wind and now it has started to rain, so there go my plans to hang up the sheets and pillow cases on the clothing line.

My sister just called me to tell me that she and her boyfriend were going to the thermal baths at the spa and to tell me how cozy they had it last night together with her daughter, while I thought she was calling me to invite me over, because when I answered the phone, I said, "Yes, that will be fine."  She didn't ask me what I meant by that and I felt like a fool. 

I'm afraid I'm feeling awfully sorry for myself right now, because I'm never invited for anything. I'm not included in my sister's very busy social life at any point, while she has so much to go around. The Exfactor also does not include me in his, even though we shared the same people. I think people aren't very generous and are mostly concerned with themselves and don't think what it's like for me to always be alone. Nobody ever thinks, let's ask Irene over, she could use some diversion. 

I'm rapidly cycling downwards now and I'm sitting here crying, but it has a cause. The cause is my pity party. I'm sitting here all dressed up with no place to go and that is what it finally comes down to. It doesn't matter what I look like, there's no one to look at me and tell me I look pretty. 

Ciao,
Nora

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Just give me coffee...


I'm sitting here very early in the morning having my third cup of coffee and I slowly feel like I'm turning into a human being again. The first thing I did, when I got up, was have two tall glasses of cold milk, but they did nothing to wake me up, they just quenched my terrible thirst. Luckily, the coffeemaker gets done quickly and I had my first strong cup of coffee in no time. I drank it greedily, because I knew it would restore me to my senses very soon. Fortunately, I take milk in my coffee, otherwise I would end up scalding my mouth.

I was up for 36 hours. I never did go to bed after I wrote my last post. I stayed up all night and I stayed up all day yesterday and didn't go to sleep until sometime early in the evening. I was fine too, I wasn't tired or wired. I was just very much awake and functioning. It was a very strange situation and I was aware of the fact that I maybe thought I was functioning normally when in reality I wasn't, so I tried not to do anything out of the ordinary. I only ventured as far as the tobacconist and stayed home the rest of the day, except to go out and walk Tyke. 

The domestic help was here and I had a perfectly normal conversation with her, so I think I was pretty much okay. I was certainly glad to see her, after the one who had been here on Tuesday, who, it turned out, had written down all sorts of things in the work book that she hadn't done. She had written down that she had washed the windows! Well, I certainly would have noticed that. I don't know who she was trying to fool. 

I had to wait for that package with the ten Euro dress in it and I sat and waited for it for the longest time until it dawned on me that they had put it in the mailbox of course, and yes, that's where it was. I had to try that on right away and find the right clothes to go with it and that worked out well. It was the right size and looked good. I even had the perfect earrings to go with it. I do count my blessings when it comes to my clothes. What I order fits and looks good and I get it on sale. What more can you ask for?

I started to write another blog over on Wordpress. It's not instead of this blog. It's in addition to this blog. If you're interested in checking it out you can go to it here. I started it because sometimes I have such a terrible need to write and I end up writing multiple posts for this blog that are left unread. Not that I expect much traffic on the new blog over at Wordpress. I'm doing it for my own pleasure more than anything. It's just another outlet. Another chance to write, maybe about the same things, but I'm rewording the text. I hope to be more interesting in another place. I was funnier in Wordpress before. I don't know who's going to be my favorite child now.

It's cold in here and I just turned on the heater. It was raining earlier and rain is expected the rest of the day. I think we're getting this weather system from England, it's coming to us from the south west. Are you people in England having foul weather? 

I've run out of coffee and will now start drinking cold milk and lemonade to quench my everlasting thirst. Since my antidepressants were increased, it has gotten worse. Maybe I ought to start buying bottled water, there are no calories in it and I could keep it cold. 

Have a good morning.

Ciao,
Nora