Morning musings

I've just spent the past two hours musing over what my life would have been like if ... 

If we had stayed in Wilhelmshaven? I had friends, a best friend. I remember, I used to yodel like Johnny Weissmuller as Tarzan - to call everyone out to play. The house had an attic, where I remember once finding a Snow White clock - it had a pink housing, a picture of Snow White on the face ... it was my mum's childhood alarm clock. The house also had a cellar, where my dad had a work bench ... And, of course, it had a garden. I remember growing asparagus - I remember my grandma showing me to heap soil against them, so they'd grow taller. I remember growing potatoes, and strawberries ...

Imagine growing up in one place? I don't remember what any home actually looked like. Just flash-backs ... isolated images, matched with photo's I've seen ... and I really can't be sure which image goes with which home. I do remember, though, feeling out of place most of my life ...

Ah well ... I suppose that explains my isolated life-style now. Maybe I'm over-compensating now, staying home all the time ... not visiting anyone ... 

Sounds depressing, doesn't it? Yet, the only thing that depresses me is seeing how much work I want done to make this place truly MY home. Maybe, what set me off on the train of thought was mostly ... if I had been staying in one place, I could have spent all those years getting that work done ... and not have it ahead of me, at my age!

The trouble with that attitude is, of course, the bane of my life: focusing exclusively on the destination ... instead of enjoying the journey! How about another approach: Imagine living in a home, with a garden, that's completely established and set up ... with nothing for me to do but dust and weed? I'd probably be bored out of my skull ... and spend all my time driving around, going out, visiting ... and THAT life style wouldn't have brought about the lovely relationship I have with my mippies!

And they are the center of my life - and my happiness! Working in the garden, having mips come up and water the patch I'm working in, or jumping on my back, or mipping for cuddles. Under my feet when I'm busy in the kitchen or cleaning ... 

So, who knows whether what might have been would have been any better than what is.

Well, back to reality - and not the Red Dwarf version of it! Ha Ha!

Laundry in the machine, Janey across my arms, on my lap - which makes typing a leetle difficult ... bladder full of coffee ... 

I just attempted another Omelet, fully expecting it to turn into scrambled eggs, as usual ... only, Mewthos distracted me and I managed to burn it! Well, no scrambled eggs this time - who knew that burning an Omelet makes it easy to keep its shape!

As I was cleaning the kitchen, a thought struck me: If I HAD stayed in Wilhelmshaven, I might have ended up like my last landlord! Settled in every way, and so bored that they spend every afternoon and evening drinking wine and trash talking everyone they know ... while wondering why their kids so rarely visit! Yeah, I'm really better off here and who I am! Not someone taking pride in never having left my home-town, never even having seen the ocean! Imagine being someone who takes pride in narrow-mindedness? Yeah ... I'm really better off here!

Half two and I finished cleaning the kitchen.

And it's official: Eggs don't agree with my colon! It went through me almost faster than turpentine through a sick donkey! And with it, my energy left me ...

I tried taking a nap ... didn't work out too well ... I got up again, all my ladies were in the lounge ... no Mewthos! I got a bit worried, as I then realised he hadn't called me out for roly poly today and I couldn't actually remember when last I'd seen him ... but then he showed up!

I'm really wiped out ....I'm ready to just call it a day ...