Wednesday 17 September 2008

Where Does Mr Time Go?

It's late here in Australia, and the Machinist is calling me to bed.

Each day when I wake, I have so many great intentions of getting great things done INCLUDING blogging. Most days, I dont fit everything in, and it is especially frustrating for me NOT to blog, because I... well.... I ..... I like to blog. Some days, I get the opportunity to blog, have so much to say, but can't seem to get it out and on here. Then I start reading about other people's lives and run out of 'awake' time and get frustrated with myself all over again. Perhaps I should read Don Aslett's book. Again. For the umpteenth time:

I suppose many bloggers have this problem, after all - there is nothing new under the sun and tomorrow is another day...

For now, though, it's off to bed, sleepy head. I'll be thinking about the scenes and stories from Gladys Taber's writings - . Beautiful. Sorry, Don, but I'll get to you later.



Shelley said...

Hi...just found your blog and thought I would say hello. I couldn't help but notice the reference to Gladys Taber. I hope you'll stop by my site for a visit. I'm another fan of Gladys Taber. :)

The Journey said...

I am glad you are blogging more Helen- I can keep up with a little bit of your life. I hope you know about it helps you keep up with blogs. Go to my blog and see pics of my handsome Marine son.


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