Pleasure toys

I tend to be so damn serious sometimes that when I observe myself I can only think “boooring”. Do I really feel my life is only a tour of duty? So much that it literally presses my head and shoulders down? Thankfully not all the time but often I need someone else to make me aware that it’s time to loosen up a little. Like today when I got a present.

I didn’t expect one and the image on the rectangular box didn’t give much away. A bit suspicious I opened the box in the meanwhile informed by the kind giver that there were already 4 batteries in the thing. “4 batteries?!” was all I could think. The giver went on with more enthusiasm, probably reading my expression, and explained how handy it would be and the fun she had from using hers. “With a thing that uses 4 batteries for a job that requires no effort when you’d do it manually?” my thoughts went on. She also brought a nicely smelling refill and I didn’t want to spoil her surprise totally so I filled the thing after we finally managed to open it. “Now I am supposed to use this because she’ll notice when I don’t. It has to be on display forever”, I thought depressed. She warned me that I’ll have to be careful though because sometimes the thing starts accidentally, spilling its liquid unwanted. “Great, so I’ll have to dab the liquid whole day long”, my nagging conscious thought. After all, in this life we are supposed to save energy, to save the environment and to save ourselves from unnecessary stress.

But, I’ve already used it a couple of times now in the few hours I own it and like all new toys it was fun using it. Even witnessing how it spilled its fluid accidentally felt like a challenge of how to prevent that as much as I can. And how funny would it be when my kids and guests will discover my new toy. Why did my mind not come up with that kind of thoughts right then when I got it? Well, at last I proudly present my automatic soap dispenser, a present from my mom. 

Bubbling

It has been a while. A very busy time and I still have loads of work to do. Not only study and job related things but many things in and around the house also, the latter I save mainly for the weekends. At least I try that. There were many months that I didn’t feel like writing here, simply because my business was booming, almost over the top. Now with most of the job done and the end of term nearing there’s room for other matters. Like the backyard. Just in time for the Summer.  

I had a vision of a porch-like attachment to my house. That side of the house faces the sun. It would also be handy when I would finally find the will power to smoke my cigarettes outdoors. But the sun blind hangs in the way. Therefore I changed the original idea for an attachment to the shed at the end of the backyard. Funny how words have an ability to mislead you. The end of the backyard. Bet you imagine a whole lot of space outside my house. Backyard sounds huge to me anyway, but garden seems neither appropriate. It is nice though, and when it’s done, the porch-thing has to be covered in Wisteria. I’ve already bought two white ones and a blue one. I will also plant honeysuckle and lavender because I love the smell of flowers. I imagine myself sitting there after dinner until dusk turns in to the night. The warm glow of a wood fire in the patio heater.  Reminiscing about the past year and everything that happened.

So many thoughts in my head ready to spill out but I’ll try to spice them up with what I’ve learned from Psychology and mold them neatly into little stories. Until then I leave them bubbling inside me. I’ll be back soon.