Inspiration from the strangest place

A light hearted post for that terrible day of the week....


That ever elusive muse of mine has popped up at the most awkward and inconsiderate of times lately.

Mainly while I'm at work, and in my job, there is definitely NO room for blogging. The best I can do is type a quick memo/note into my phone - a subject rather than a post - and hope that the urge is still there.

Now that I'm back at work, I have been engaging in the real world. I know what is happening outside of the worlds of Peppa Pig and Giggle and Hoot. And it's all thanks to having breaks and access to the news.

You see, in my household, we have over 100 episodes of Peppa Pig. We watch them on a regular basis. And if the television is on and DD is around, it's on ABC4Kids. Because really, who needs their kids who are far to young to understand seeing the horrific footage that's been on lately from around the world?

So I've been trawling through news articles. Devouring them. Hating the crap that goes on, and loving the left of field stories.

That's why when I found the article about the University of Washington actually working out mind control I instantly wanted to go grab my tin foil hat. You know, like in the movie Signs? Because seriously, who is really going to want someone else controlling their actions through mind control? The article says you'd have to be a willing participant, but really???

It's things like that story which have made my return to work a little easier to deal with. It's the adult contact, and it's the stimulation to different parts of my brain that Peppa just cannot get anywhere near. This is what I mean...

Now there's almost 30 seconds that you won't get back again. 

But really, my muse has been hiding in news stories about day to day life all along. Whodathunkit?

Lost and Found....And Lost Again

Wow. 

Blogger tells me my last post was quite a long time ago.

For this I apologise. My brain has not been my own and has not been functioning correctly for some time.

Sickness has been rife in our household. No excuses though.

I've now been back at work for almost 2 months. Granted it's only two days a week so it isn't that long at all.

My muse has been gone for a fair while. 

Then last week, I had a pearler of an idea for a blog post.

While I was at work.

Where I can't do anything about it.

Ten minutes later, the exact same thing. This happens for about an hour and I'm brimming with fantastic ideas. I can't wait to put "pen to paper" so to speak and share everything with you.

I get home, bath DD, have dinner, put DD to bed. 

I don't feel like grabbing the laptop from the office. I might wake DD.

My eyes hurt from 8 hours straight of looking at a computer.

I'm too lazy.

I'll do it tomorrow night. Same thing happens.

So today, in a moment of peace while DD settles for her nap and DH is at work, I decide to get these ideas out. Tell the world! 

But you know what?

My muse is gone again.

Where? 

You tell me. 

What is it about the atmosphere at work? Is it because I can't do anything about it? Is it the adult contact and conversation? Is it the type of work I'm doing?

I'm going to try and set aside some time each week to blog, and hopefully I will have a few posts in reserve. Eventually.

But for now, this little tidbit is going to be it. 

I apologise to anyone who is following me. I know I'm slack. But I promise to at least try harder.