Things That I Shouldn't Be Doing...

#1 Pointlessly Arranging My Piles of Marking.

Obviously this marking lark isn't going to be happening now is it? I've got it all. It's right here ready and waiting and organised and sorted alphabetically and by class and by assessment piece and even, for the older ones, by predicted grade.

And yes. I have indeed done all of these things just to waste time.

#2 Texting my colleagues with Pub Invitations in preparation for the Parent's Evening taking place in... um... an hour and a half...

#3 Talking to my Monkey Mints

But look, c'mon. How can you have them sat in front of you and NOT hold conversations with them? They're banana flavoured mints, you just don't meet that sort of thing everyday, they're even made with 'Yellow #5'.

How cool are they? I mean really.



#4 Putting money in my trouser pocket. Cos it's got holes in. This is getting quite expensive...

#5 Writing my novel. It is not, I suspect what my school issue laptop is for. Nor is it how I should be using my PPA time. I think that what I should be doing is trying to find out what PPA means, that way I might have a decent chance of using it correctly.

Or at least a chance pretending I am anyway...

So, I won't tag people because, as you can see, I'm pretty much snowed under. Instead if you too want to confess to 5 things you shouldn't be doing then leave me a comment and let me come see and feel less guilty...

Much love yo!

Reasons To Be Cheerful. Yes. That's Right. I Can Do That On Occasion...

I know, of course, that I'm basically quite a grumpy soul. Well. Not grumpy perhaps, flippant may be a better term. Maybe cynical. I dunno. You'd have to ask around. Vicious, maybe. Viscous, occasionally. Viscount, almost never, not that keen on dark chocolate. Vicarious, yeah, sounds reasonable.



Cheerful?



Nah, seems unlikely really. 'Specially on a Monday. 'Specially when the car failed the MOT. 'Specially when we've run out of coffee. 'Specially since it's snowing. Again.



So, it came as surprise to be tagged and asked, nay, told, that I had to list ten things that make me cheerful. Ten? Ten things? Surely there aren't ten cheerful things in the whole world. Unless of course you count boobs as two things and I can have both 'peace' and 'quiet'.



Still. I've been asked and so I'm going to give it a go.



(Oh. And since I've used the word 'boobs' that means that you'll be back I know. And you'll still be disappointed so, you know, jog on.)



Ten Things That Bring Happiness To Me.



(... pauses... a long, miserable exhalation...)



(... a final sip of the now gone coffee...)

Ok.

Number one, two and three are dead easy:

1. My Geet Mint PR Guru
2. The fact that I can still find a little time, most days, to write.
3. My Disco Kettle

But from here on it's getting a bit tricky...

I suppose number 4 could be Catface, the hairiest beastie in all of the house. (Especially since my brother is slowly balding...)
Oh, so number 5 can be: I'm not balding. I don't think...

Hmmm...

6. Slightly worrying this but, actually, tidying and cleaning do actually make me cheerful. Or at least the end result does. The actual cleaning and tidying is something I loathe. Except for when I get to clear my desk. That I enjoy.
7. Hearing from distant peoples. It's nice, innit, when you open your emails and someone is just saying "Hi." S'much better than the viagra offers I keep getting. No matter how good value they may be...
8. Crisps.
9. Crisps in Sandwiches.

and, finally:

10. Being published. I know, sounds like I'm a bit full of myself but, you know, sometimes I forget. then I remember. Then I grin.

And sometimes, when I'm not feeling so sure about this whole thing I have a look at my very first post. Cos it's nice to remember that feeling. That first rush of excitement and fear and pride that comes with have your work liked by someone you've never met...

Ok. Well. That's all turned into a bit of a reminisce hasn't it? Good. S'always good to think back fondly on stuff I reckon. Right now for example I'm fondly recalling the biscuit I had with my coffee. I was quite delicious...

I'm meant to tag 10 people now I think. 10? Really? I don't know 10 people. I'm grumpy remember, this does not breed friendships. not Double Figure Friendships anyway...

But, I will tag a few peoples, mainly the ones that Jamieson didn't already bagsie.

My Geet Mint PR Guru

Stephen Schieber ... Who's name I may have just spelt wrong... Sorry...

Sue Guiney

Carrie Etter

and finally, B. Although I'd understand entirely if she felt that this particular tag isn't really something she could do right now...