Showing posts with label charity shop. Show all posts
Showing posts with label charity shop. Show all posts

Monday, 28 February 2011

Lonely, but content

Two children back at school, leaving me with one, who is bored and lonely.
The post just arrived, it gets later every day. A mobile bill for me, a letter for HIM with 'OFFICIAL CONFIRMATION OF AWARD' printed on it in a fake ink stamp font. I've also been lucky enough to get a pile of junk mail, four items in total. My favourite is the Farm Foods mailshot, it folds out to A1 size. The pictures look like a catalogue of foods which are guaranteed to cause bowel cancer, obesity, diabetes, high cholesterol and high blood pressure. There should be a government warning at the end. Having said all that, the grub looks just the sort of stuff you fancy when you've got a killer hangover, or you're still pissed.
I've been into town, had to do some food shopping because the car is broken and I didn't have any money on the weekend. I do enjoy shopping for fruit at the greengrocers, meat at the butchers and so on, but it gets very heavy. Supermarkets are difficult places for me, even when I haven't got the children in tow. All the noise distracts me, I eavesdrop constantly on other people's conversations (have done since I was a child) so that is another major distraction. I'm led by my senses too, so end up touching and sniffing everything, going around in circles and falling prey to every marketing ploy going. I come home with bags and bags of stuff, but no real grocery shopping.
I spent £5 in the Air Ambulance charity shop, my favourite because very few items are over £2. A pair of jeans each for the little ones , a T-shirt and  a knitted tunic for me. Toddler was screaming a lot, too cold for him and he refuses to keep a hat and gloves on.

 I now need to tackle all the chores I have put off for two weeks, but I'm sure I'll come up with something better to do.





I'm quite lonely today, but I don't particularly want company. Sometimes I'll invite a friend over for a cuppa and a chat and regret it. Nothing gets done, then I have to rush around late afternoon which is my lull time. I will look back on days like this when I'm working and wish I was a 'stay at home mum' again. Does anyone know a better term than 'stay at home mum'? I don't like it, but I'm not married so 'housewife' doesn't feel right either, even though you can still be married to the house, as I  am.....