Skip to main content

Empty Things

Image hosting by Photobucket
Today a momentous thing happened. I, Jude (aka the Reverend Mother) Smith, did surely and truly utterly empty my inbox! This morning it had 44 messages in it.. and inspired by Stephen Fry (both his reading and his being outside the BR this morning!), I cleared them all. I even answered the ones that required awkward and wise stuff to be said..

My joy at all things empty was less complete when I checked my bank balance- which leads me to a more serious point. My job salary was worked out on the basis of me working part time, and there really is no more money to pay me. But I have found myself being useful in mentoring a few people here and there which takes up my extra time. I really need to raise some personal support to cover my costs in all that. It equates to about £200 a month that I'm not earning from other work. So, dear readers.. if any of you have a bit of spare cash and wanna support an impoverished 24-7er then do get in touch.. I have a stewardship account and everything! Just drop me an email!

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Remembering What I Enjoy..

Occasionally I forget things. Some stuff like birthdays, names and stuff is a normal human thing, and I don't sweat it so much. But I also forget some other stuff which is not so good. I forget what I enjoy. I don't know how it happens but it does from time to time. And its at these moments that I need a bit of help remembering. So- this is a request for help. What do I enjoy doing? What gives me joy? Leave me a comment.

Who will rid me of this meddlesome...

... piano? It occurred to me yesterday as i nursed ANOTHER bruise on my arm.. that I have had a piano sat in my hallway for 2 months! It seemed like such a good idea at the time but apparently is not... its stuck there and everytime I walk down my hall I have to squeeze past the darn thing- often not successfully! A number of options lie before me: -chop the thing into several hundred pieces -find lots of people who want to move it.. to where I'm not sure -sell it -give it away -pray it away It goes next weekend.. even if it kills me... which it might.. hummm