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Loudly confused and caught on door handles. Evil genius prone to distraction by tofu. Occasional cyclist. Vampiric tendencies: undateable, unlovable, undead πŸ§›β€β™€οΈ
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I'm cycling 175 miles this week to raise money for four very good causes: NSPCC's Childline, Save The Children, The Teenage Cancer Trust, and Nordoff & Robbins. Please sponsor me if you can, and help make life better for children everywhere. Thank you πŸ™‚ sportsgiving.co.uk/sponsorship/...

Think I'll follow the cat's example and have a nap on the sofa. First, I need to make myself a napping-nest.

Is 8pm too early to go to bed on a Friday night?

"I have eaten, mother, now leave me to slumber in my nest while the rainfall soothes me to my dreams." Wish I was a cat...

Smudge says it's bedtime

Handed in my notice for my part-time job today. Feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Plenty of overtime at my main job, and they genuinely appreciate and care for their staff.

Do I really have to get out of my nice warm bed to go out in the cold? This seems unfair.

A certain someone's been busy in the studio with his guitar. It's a bit soft for my liking, but he promises he's having more input on the next one 🀘 open.spotify.com/album/7Dch1F...

"Treats? I'm sure I heard the treats bag. Give me treats!"

Ok, that's it. I've had quite enough for one day. I'm rather tired from my feline alarm clock malfunctioning and repeatedly landing on my head in the middle of the night, so I'm just going to cry in the corner for a bit, then go to bed early. Night-night!

At that level of tiredness where I'm considering sleeping on the sofa because going upstairs to bed seems like hard work.

I really should dig myself out from under this snuggly warm blanket on the sofa, and go finish my assignment.

"Mother, I am starving. It has been many, many hours since my last meal, and I'm wasting away" - Smudge, approximately half an hour after scoffing his food.

My poor brain has run out of braining energy mid-maths assignment. That must mean it's time to eat!

This stealthy hunter just landed on my bed with all the grace and aplomb of an especially large elephant

Mr Mortimer is looking very glamorous at the moment.

Hard week at work. Glad to get home and pop my feet into my comfy slippers

I have a poorly boy with pancreatitis. He's also very unhappy as he's under house arrest for the foreseeable future.

Definitely hungry. Belly rumbled so loud, it woke the cat 🀣

Today's pondering: am I actually hungry, or do I just think I am?

The cat has decided he's in love with someone who isn't me. Furry traitor!

Happy New Year from Smudge & I. Here's hoping 2025 is well- behaved for us all.

@whingewhingewine.co.uk I've found a solution to your cheese knife woes - the sausage and cheese guillotine!

Considering pizza for lunch/dinner/tea today. The local gaff does vegan cheese.

It's official. My cat has a boyfriend. Smudge has been pining for his new love all morning, after he was hand-fed kibble last night 😸😸

A last-ditch attempt at sorting out my chaos. Interestingly, I used to be organised AF until I met my abusive ex. ADHD is aggravated by trauma. I wonder how those two things are related? πŸ€”

Sofa-blanket time. Doesn't match the sofa in the slightest (mainly because sofa was free), but I like it and I'm now warm again. Yippee!

Happy Sir Isaac Newton's birthday to those who celebrate it πŸŽ„

I need to find a good plant-based cheese seller. Cathedral City just didn't do it for me, and Tesco's range is shrinking dramatically.

I'll be 52 next month. As there are 52 weeks per year, I feel I should commit to achieving something next year. Or 52 somethings. Suggestions encouraged :)

It's a whopping 10⁰C in my bathroom. Think I'll put the heating on for a bit before I have a shower.

I finally bought new guitar strings. They're not on my guitar, but at least they're in my house, which is half the battle. Still can't believe how inexpensive guitar strings are when compared to reasonable violin strings. I need a Lotto win to finance my hobbies...

Blanket thief!

I should probably get up for work (yawns). Roll on the weekend!