Tag: moody

The Tide

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Is it Sunday morning or Saturday night? It’s certainly later that Friday night and the clockwork post. Tick tock. Friday came…. and went. A scene plays out in my head. I feel the sea of emotions rise and swell, rolling me, and I try to steady my course. It is dark and while I can feel the wind and the spray, proverbially speaking, the big waves, remain lost in the gloom of what might be. I will not go overboard and I will not drown. I am not lost at sea, but…. I am tired. Tired of holding the wheel. Tired of the same course each week give or take. I need to get out of this storm. Get out […]

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Fighting the Good Fight

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Hi, There’s a phrase to stir the imagination: fighting the good fight. Can a fight ever be good? Well, I suppose protecting someone perhaps. Maybe also a gang of mink escaping to give their captor a brief nip, or a lady of advancing years firmly and proudly belting a young mugger firmly in the happy sacks. Perhaps they could fall into said category. Of late I’ve been having some issues in the nose/lung department. Nothing serious, just a case of the miles on the clock adding up, and my snoring – yes, how delicate and oh-so-femme (warning: that was meant ironically 🙂 ), is not great. To allow the Ever Lovely Mrs J to get a good night’s kip, I […]

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The right frame of mind

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Hi, There are times, and, I don’t know if you get this or not, but there’s a swirl of life’s events around you. Most of the time, it’s the general hubbub of minor stuff, then the larger debris of bad times, and/or good things. I think that if I’m not careful, that I can be too aware of the bad debris, rather than taking the time to enjoy the better things. So it was with this week. A meeting with tw*t-of-the-week did not enhance my calm, as a famous film of yesteryear once suggestion. I’m not going to pick over the remains of that one, but I am going to look at the better part of that. Namely, a work colleague […]

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You underestimate the power of the trans side.

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Hi, After a much enjoyed holiday, I’m back. I hope the back catalogue of scheduled posts kept you amused while I was away. The holiday was one to remember and the Jones Massive certainly had a good time and without too much coin nor trouble. What’s not to like eh? 🙂 Unexpected Turbulence It’s funny, I’ll often start a post with a line about highs and lows. Frequently, these are minor bumps in the road of life. Nothing to knock your tracking or rattle the frame mind. Then, there’s the proverbial near miss, pothole or – as it felt like this Tuesday – driving through a hailstorm. What set me off, I don’t know. I could hazard a guess at […]

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Nurse, she’s out of bed again.

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Hi, Q. What do you call a cross dresser who doesn’t dress? If the answer is ‘cross’ then the hat certainly fitted earlier in the week. Thankfully, I have now calmed down a bit. I guess I was feeling stuck in the rat race. A silly prison of my own making. The feeling that it’s the same ol, same ol loop. At least, if you’re not thinking right and you start looking at things the wrong way. What can you do? I suppose, rebel in little ways by not allowing yourself to be stuck. Doing things like a different route to work, buying your lunch from different places and trying to get out of the office. Make changes where you […]

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Wake up, Jones

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Hi, To bother, or not to bother? That is the question. I’m not fully sure how to start today’s post and after two restarts, four paragraphs and watching a video with the line (below), I’m still no closer to paydirt…. I guess, it’s a combination of work stress and summer. I’m not great in hot weather. I’d like to think the odd Jones family bio-chemistry of Scots and distant Dutch blood, does not warm well. Heh, perhaps like UHT left out, I go a bit sour 😉   I seem to be drifting at the moment. Running through the cycle of wake, eat, school run, work, eat, work, home, eat, bedtimes, TV, sleep. I have little energy or interest, only […]

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