Had a day of painting yesterday spending the majority of the day stuck in the bedroom with the local radio station and what seemed like a growing expanse of wood needing three coats of cream paint. And the real sucker?? I scratched it in several places when I put the drawers back in the frames - so now I need to paint the whole friggin' lot again but in gloss. Urgh! My room is gonna look like a throw-back to the seventies. The OH has chosen a nice chocolate brown theme (get me a bucket puuuuuuuurlease).
So anyways, the radio is on and they are going on and on about the A level results - why is it that I get all choked up about things like that? Seriously, I can cry at anything. But you have to sit here and wonder whether its because your pleased that the kids passed, or whether its because you feel like its something you missed out on. I got stuck on a YTS scheme in the '80s. I was told I hadn't worked hard enough at school to go to college and do A levels. Stupid thing is that I've almost finished a degree - and yet i feel like I've still achieved absolutely sod all. Part of me wants to go to work when I finish next year - but the OH thinks I should be staying at home; part of me wants to go to uni and do a post-grad course for a year but I get filled with terror that I might not pass. The last part of me wants to stay at home and do another degree!! Trouble is I think that may just be an 'avoidance' choice. It saves any arguments all round.
Thanks for the comments on my first posting - I'm liking the 'if people don't like it they can eff off' that's what I call my kind of thinking!! I'm sort of hoping that by writing down just some of the stuff drifting round my head I may be able to sleep at night because my brain would be able to shut down LOL. I'm going to be brain dead by the time bedtime comes tonight the OH has got the Blues Brothers on (he's asleep I might add!!) - if I turn it over to Friends the bugger will wake up. Arrrrgh!!!!!
