I can only think that the events of the last week have been brought about by some weird planetary alignment or Sod reviewing his Laws and deciding to up the ante somewhat, just to be even more awkward.
Firstly, there was this...
This is a photo of the top of my left hand. My poor, bruised left hand. The bruise has reached Stage Yellow, having passed through Stage Lump, Stage Very Swollen, Stage Black and Stage Purple in the last six days since some maniac runner person with wild and flailing arms pelted by me and whalloped my hand (which was minding its own business and behaving beautifully by my side), and he didn't even stop to say, 'Oops, sorry. I didn't mean to assault you but I was just too busy to look where I was going and perhaps keep my arms tucked into my sides a little more rather than letting them take up the WHOLE of an adequately wide enough for at least three people to pass by each other without causing injury path.'
(And breathe, Denise...)
Nope. He just charged onwards leaving me saying something along the lines of 'Ouch!' and nursing a sore hand with a lump emerging and growing rapidly to the size of a hen's egg. The resulting bruise is about 3 inches square and it bloomin' hurts. But because it is going through its various stages quickly and efficiently then I shall take it as a sign my middle aged body is still functioning with good bruise dealing capabilities.
I've also had to deal with two unexpected reappearences of people orbiting across my time whom I haven't seen or heard from for one and a half and almost 6 years respectively. Both incidents took me by surprise (as the inexpected is wont to do) BUT I have to say I was pleasantly surprised at how I dealt with them. I was calm, cheerful, efficient and non-committal. Incident in, incident out. No messy residue to deal with. March on with my life as per usual. I thought, what's all that about then? Then I thought, am I bothered? And I realised I wasn't. I thought, perhaps I am becoming non-stick about these things. So that was good!
But then I wasn't so pleased about how I dealt with another annoyance that occurred. Suffice it to say that what I did learn from this next irritation was that if you want a job doing, then just get on and do it yourself. AND it has made me THINK about a life-direction and I have come up with lots of 'What if?' ideas and done some research and had a resurgence of creative motivation. I suppose it was a 'had to happen' moment which has goaded me into making decisions for myself and be an Independent Warrior. Which is good. (But I still went 'Grrrrr!' Just for a few seconds.)
But the week is turning. My little car (5 years old now!) passed its M.O.T without issues this morning and I have done another load of editing of 'Night Owls.' (And I found a massive amount of continuity errors - heaven knows how they crept in...p'raps something to do with trying to write 50,000 words in 30 days? Hmmmm...maybe...)
I am also teetering on the edge of enrolling on a City and Guilds Certificate in Hand Embroidery. It's a 3 year six module course but I could complete it sooner because I do have the luxury of time these days. My tutor at Saturday embroidery says I am more than capable of managing it. It would be a wonderful leisure pursuit. But I still have this stupid thing inside me that needs to justify the expense with what such a qualification would do to add to my earning potential.
(But I do have an idea...!!!)