I just don't know what to do with myself

ITS HERE!!!!! The weekend has arrived. This will be the first weekend in such a long time (I believe October.....!) that I have NOTHING planned! Not Friday night, not Saturday, not Sunday!!!! So what do I do.... housework ... I think not... shopping.... not when I've had to pay to have the heating fixed AND a holiday in one month....

I could go to the Tate or the Walker...be a bit cultured (who I am kidding) or perhaps I should carry on with my sculpture....

...I wish I had a camera to show you...

...I'm making a sculpture. An outward expression of my connection to the creative experience. Heavens to betsy that sounds so grim and pretentious (I hope I'm not either - I try not to be) How the bloody hell else do I describe the thing??? Its exciting really, it gives me a colourful outlet to pour in lots of energy, an excuse to drink four pots of tea in an afternoon, play Divine comedy, Django and Bach 'til my ears ache and helps clear out the stash, although it transfers more rubbish to my poor top bedroom (office/junk room....)

Perhaps that's what I'll do. That'd be nice... then what to do on Sunday.....

Will she ever shut up now

Its a funny old thing this blogging malarkey. Having launched myself into it, I really don't know how to go about it. Do I write this as if to myself, to others or as if no-one were reading it? Technically at the moment no-one is reading it so that sort of solves it for now... but what if someone does.... If you are reading this and can offer an opinion, please do I'd be glad to hear it.

I know its a little boring at the moment, but I'm hoping a certain upcoming event will solve this problem and some lovely photos will ensue!

It is addictive though, this is only my third post, yet somehow I know I'll continue it. No wonder so many people blog! Anyhow I'm off to set up some links (hopefully) so off this post goes into the ether with the previous two!