Life is being taken over by decisions. There is constant pressure, they make my days go quite well or less well- I'm sure people can understand this one, even if your circumstances are different to my own. Rocks and Hard Places spring to mind, because theres never an obvious answer! I am in constant battle in this little Single Mummy Zone that I live in, and come up against other people's advice and opinions about things (when- lets be honest- I have no idea how to do said 'things') far too much. I would very much like a Fairy Godmother, if there is a spare one reading my blog on her tea break, to flutter by and give a girl some guidance. Thank you in advance!
Even the word 'Decisions'. Oooh, its ugly. It induces stress! I spent a number of weeks learning French with a set of fab CDs a couple of years ago, before a holiday. How strange the human mind is, or maybe its just mine... because in the same way that I still hear my Driving Instructors actual voice in my head whilst I drive, even years after I passed ('CAUTION: Where theres a VAN, theres a... [pregnant pause while he waits for me to complete his sentence, then he shouts, over the top of me, joyfully, ] MAN' etc... he was an extremely irritating person to be trapped in a car with), I hear the French Guy in his lovely gentle accent working through the different ways of saying this one whenever I sit to ponder about the right course of action:
You're not helping, French Guy!
Hopefully Inspiration will pop along to my part of the world quite soon.