You know you've reached

a certain age when you see a nice tunic top in a colour you love AND its a sale item AND (this is the best bit) it's got pockets!

Yep, realisation hit hard this afternoon. I had to go have a sit down and extra shot cappuccino.

Still, I can hold my head up high - my childhood friend turns 50 tomorrow, where as I am still 49 and 3/4s. 

Got home and decided to bake, and make some feng shui Chinese coins for work, to celebrate Chinese New Year.

(Also when you think you posted this comment on Monday 24th January and realise today, a week and 1 day later - you hadn't!!)

Timed Out

It was either the naughty step or time out, so I opted for time out.

At the time I didn't know how long I would be out for - my work/home life decided to collide spectacularly. 

Yeah, you try typing that with out spell check. 

New fangled laptop 0 Me 1.

Anyway, I didn't know whether I was coming, or going, I lost my grip on my Depression, sneaky little shit kept throwing its dummy out.

And my crafting (amongst other things) turned into a chore and a beating stick.

Something had to give before I ended up back there, in 2006 trapped in my office, not being able to just open the door and walk through. Severe Depressive Episode it was called in the new fashioned way, the old fashioned way? A nervous breakdown. 

Nah, nadda, nope.

Been there, got the tee shirt.

So I took a time out.

Tentatively typing I'm back.

Fingers crossed.