Graceless State

And that’s not the royal we. I’m talking about me and the stripey cat.

I know that he isn’t amused because once again he has decided that rather than use his litter tray, he’d rather go under the shoe bench. I suppose I should be thankful that at least it was a magazine that bore the brunt, and not my brand new, as yet unworn, shoes. No, the new shoes were the victims last time.

So very unamused.

Not only am I loving the Glee, I love even more that they’ve done one of the songs that make me feel ridiculously gleeful every time I hear those opening notes…

Work:

• i left a job i hated
• i got a job that sounded fantastic
• i left my job after being bullied out of the post by my boss (the chief exec, who should know better)
• i am currently spending many hours filling in applications and lining up interviews

Home:

• still pretty much exactly the same
• except that now i have a long list of decorating that needs to be done
• and i finally have two more pictures on the wall

Love:

• ended a long-term long-distance relationship
• set my sights closer to home

and there you have it.

hah.

as ever, the first thing i do is rearrange things.