'you can't make an omelette without counting your chickens',
a brilliant start I think we'd all agree. Since I've known him he's always been a man who doesn't mince his beefs (sorry, can't help myself). He had this comment to make about the vast 'think positive and you'll think yourself better' industry ' I have no
time whatever for these happy-clappy namby-pamby morons who slide through
life telling people their problems can be fixed by the power of positive
thinking, ridiculous clichés like "you make your own luck" are about as much
use as trusting in the benevolence of an imaginary being'. Breathe!
Exactly my thoughts but much more succinctly put but if I think this it does beg the question 'Why did I bother? Simple: because I am desperate to feel better! Steve and his lovely wife Naomi
In keeping with this theme, As part of doing this 'happy-clappy namby-pamby' course I had a follow-up call with the practitioner on Thursday 'to see how things were going' and have to say I bottled giving her a piece of my mind because I wasn't prepared to take one of her undoubtedly well rehearsed arguments about how getting no results is my fault. In fact when I had rather mildly told her there was no improvement she told me that that was my choice. I'm not the kind of bloke that normally falls for these scams, I am desperate enough though to try anything to feel better. As if to really kick me when I'm down, my housekeeper/carer gave me a months notice yesterday. This was a bolt from the blue and probably to do with my inability to grasp anything happy about my situation, the poor lady has soldiered tirelessly while she's been here, and I have failed to be any happier so who can blame her? It needs someone special, someone who can make me forget my fatigue.
So, I've got a month to find a replacement. I'll be honest, the uncertainty and fear grips me like nothing else. It's quite simple – I can't live on my own, and when I say live, I mean survive. I can't cook, clean or do any of the things necessary to live like a normal single 32 year old man which is sh*t, there's this huge gap in my life that I'm utterly convinced can be filled by the right beautiful girl who I can love and look after and offer her what I've got left which I'm hopeful is a lot more than most but I've no idea where to look.
I feel that I have missed the boat with my existing friends who have been amazingly supportive and whose visits keep me going but I've been out with some of the girls, most are now married and the rest would just see it as too weird and having known me before, it'd be difficult for them to settle for a vastly inferior product (in my opinion by the way) and they know me too well. I long to be in love again but fear it will never happen. Apologies if this post is unreadable, things aren't that good at the moment. Lets hope that seeing U2 at the new Wembley
Despite liking one or two of their tunes it has re-drawn to my attention how much of a tool Bono is.
So, I have now been to the concert and slept on it and in the cold light of day I'll have to admit I was impressed both by the new Wembley
To completely change the subject I'm also slightly concerned I'm never going to be able to follow non-sensical fast paced action videos ever again, for example I tried to watch possibly the worst film I have ever tried to watch this week, the appalling Watchmen.