So two months of the year have passed and I have blogged for every day. Whether this is proving to be a worthwhile exercise or not remains to be seen., but I think I have enjoyed it so far, and it has only felt like a chore once or twice, and that is usually when I am tired or stressed. I have been reflecting a bit lately on one or two people who I have fallen out with, and whether my behaviour was in any way responsible for it. Seeing them since the incident has just reaffirmed the fact that I was absolutely right to carry on the way I did. Funny how it still affects you sometimes though. As time passes, I find them to be far more trivial and unimportant than they were perhaps a year ago. This has to be a good thing I think. The house has been in a terrible state, so I began my tidying up exercise today. I also topped up the bird feeders that we have in the garden. Mrs Plug has always loved feeding the birds, and whilst I suspect there is some weird Mary Poppins vibe going on, I think it is quite a pleasant thing to do. I have found that since becoming the house husband, that I have become slightly obsessed with it though, and we now have far more feeders than is probably normal or acceptable. I have not, even at the age of 45, really succumbed to middle age too much. I still wear clothes that are fairly OK, and only recently discovered that I am enjoying knitwear again, but that's ok isn't it? Oh dear, I think it's beginning to happen. I think something biological has genuinely;y kicked in. Knitwear and bird feeding sounds VERY middle aged now I have typed it. I must attempt to do something cool and edgy now to make up for it....but only after I have scrubbed my grouting.
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