Bored With Me

I'm feeling a bit bored with me - not bored - just bored with me. It's very hard to write on your blog when you don't want to do the things you normally do (quilt), not to mention when you don't want to talk, think or write about yourself. I did try to blog a few nights ago, but blogger was so uncooperative that I gave up in disgust.

I don't feel like cooking, and have been living on strawberries and raisin toast, with the odd banana, glass of milk or olive thrown in. I truly love olives.

I've even gone off the garden a bit, as I took some photos the other day, and was disappointed when I was reminded that the camera doesn't lie. I see the vision, the camera doesn't. I'm trying to keep at the vege garden though, as the price of veges here is so scandalous that I really must try to grow some.

I will show this before and after shot though of the front garden to show that things are growing. This is 10 months growth. I had to move the waterpot and put a plant there instead, as the cane toads were jumping in, and I couldn't take the stress of having to get them out. Too low to the ground.

The other problem is that the wretched Holly (grin) from And Sew It Is has got me hooked on Geocaching. I promise not to turn this into a geocaching blog - Holly is doing really well with hers, mainly because she is actually quilting as well, unlike me!

I'm quite enjoying it - who'd have thought I'd enjoy sneaking around in the bushes so much? In fact what I really enjoy, is sneaking around in urban areas - I think I missed my calling. I should've been a burglar. I've met a few local people that are also into it, and find that everywhere I go I have some caches planned 'just in case I get time'. I think that's a bad sign.

I took Chloe to dog training class tonight, and managed to squeeze a find in on the way, but on the way home there was a big storm hitting, and Chloe and I were so traumatised that I resisted... She was fitted with a head collar tonight - like a Halti or Gentle Leader for those who know dogs, but with a little spring adjustment so that it fits better. Nevertheless, dogs usually hate them when they first wear them, and Miss Chloe was no exception. She tried to get it off, rubbed it on the ground, refused to walk etc - rather distressing, but I know that they usually get used to them, and even by the time we got home she was a little better.

Still, I worry that she has only been here a few weeks and is just starting to settle in, now I torture her with this.

But if she will wear it, walks will be more enjoyable, which means we will go more often. We'll see how it goes, as there is an alternative harness type thing, and if need be we will swap to that.

She is so pretty, and is a perfect dog considering that she has been pushed from pillar to post.