The Dazedly Dithering of Ms Ditz

  Why do I cry at the little things? At the rung in my new tights. The zip that broke on my bag. The laundry that sits waiting to be done for the 3rd week in a row? It's because I've taught myself that I couldn't be upset at the big things. I can get upset about the little things because they can be fixed or they don't matter too much. A rung doesn't matter too much. Most won't notice or care. It's also one in a pack of 6, I could just put on another pair. My zip can be fixed. Maybe by me or my kids or my partner or even a stranger in the park. I can't do the whole laundry, sure. But I can take out all my underwear and hand wash them. Leave the bulk of it till I feel better able to cope or someone big and strong chucks it into the back of my car to do at mums. But the big things my brain has been conditioned to go "well what's the point. Nobody can help". Why reach out about my ex-husbands temper? because I tried, and nobody took notice no ...

 In the spirit of World Mental Health Day on the 10th of October I played The Collage Atlas which was a lovely game to play before bed. Its a lovingly hand crafted world encompassing themes of memory, agency and hope. Move through a guided story in a sketchbook like world that reacts to your every move. Your agency curates the background music, where you look, where you move breathes life into the still drawing surrounding you. Follow the little pinwheels for a direct adventure or wonder around to explore the dedication of John Evelyn’s artistic mind. Your curiousness brings to life the area around you as you collect keys, knock letters back into place and complete puzzles to advance the story and fill in the book’s pages. It has simple controls and often prompts you clearly down in the bottom right hand corner. The pretty artwork and mindful words make this game a lovely little thing to experience when you’re feeling a little low (my mind isn’t so kind right now between a pain fla...

 Here we go again. The previous 2 words were pre-graduate and anadromous.

Everyone deserves a bit of pampering now and then.  It’s all about finding those little moments of joy and relaxation in all the hubbub and chaos of daily life. How about you? What’s your go-to way to pamper yourself? Maybe a spa day, a favourite hobby, or just some quiet time hidden under the stair with your chocolate stash away from the partner and kids?  Here are some I do: ☐ Paint my nails. Normal or Gel. I like gels as they last a touch longer being bashed by wheelchair spokes, rims and walls. I also put little designs on them like ghosties or pumpkins or flowers. And if I haven't bashed my nails too recently I have lovely long nails to doodle over.  ☐ Ask for help to take a shower. Like, sure, this probably might be simplified to just taking a long soak or hot shower for you. But hay. It can be sexy. Or Silly. In my case I feel sorry for my neighbouring room that has a thin wall between her head and my wash room. Because me and my partner sing horrendously to ea...

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The Kids have discovered the dictionary again.  Can you guess what two words were given to me? I'll add them to the bottom of the next instalment, so you can try to make up a little snippet of your own. The only rules are to have fun and no editing. Okay, some. I’ll allow spellings and forgotten punctuation. But I’m trying to get back in the habit of just writing. So, give me a little leniency. Lir sat idle in front of his now whirring obsolete box of metal parts that did not see fit to aid in his quest so close to his deadline. Sure. He could, and an emphasis on probably should move his arse now could, get up and scour the musty shelves of dead trees for the information he needed. Or maybe even bite the bullet and see the wicked witch of the west wing, Professor Shaw, his mentor and employee of this fine and dusty school library. But nope. Here he sat. Lamenting about a deadline due in 4 hours that he had been on the verge of completing before the tin of junk decided to go on stri...

Got Distracted Arrested for stealing Kings sandwich Tiefling? Horned big lizard king. I'm tasty or was he talking about the sandwich? Others are also being lectured. Quest ÷ Kill some hares? Steal silver shinys SCENE CHANGE-CITY CENTRE Follow Scary Lady. Strange tree tried to pick me up. I'm not pet...? Scary Lady and Angry Man fighting. Angry Man very bad at it and he wets himself. Follow Scary Lady, Creepy Lady, Angry Man, Tree and Metal Man to the Market Square. SCENE CHANGE-MARKET Armoured Man fell into fountain. Pissed off caped people. Armoured Man now Angry Man? Two Angry Men? Wet Angry Man pushed Pissed Angry Man into the fountain. Clean? Scary Lady apologises to the hooded group. Angry Man tries?? to help. Follow the hooded group. Leave the city. SCENE CHANGE-HEADING INTO THE FOREST. Tree wants introductions. I am Cob. I got distracted. Lady's murder and mysterious, Angry man loyal to dead King, Metal man wanted to free Dragon. Pick pocket peanuts- Yum. SCENE CHANG...