Bonjour once again

I’ve had a wee break from the blog as I have been busy doing rather than writing! In my head I have an idea of what I want from my blog, but I need to put some thought into it before committing my ideas to the screen. I also wanted to get some of my proposed endeavours underway, to see if it was the right direction and I can safely say so far so good.

I did my massage course last Sunday and loved it. According to the tutor I am a natural which was a lovely surprise to hear. What I also enjoyed was the calm it brought me, as well as the clear benefits for the person I was working on. I left after an intensive but extremely stimulating day with my certificate in my grubby paw and a feeling of real achievement.

So on Monday I ordered my very own massage chair and it arrived yesterday! I unpacked it in the office and now have no shortage of volunteers who fancy a go. I am very excited and need to put all that I learnt into practice as soon as possible so that nothing achieved so far is wasted. Work has been to busy to allow that up to now, but this week I am definitely wheeling it out for the first guinea pigs!

I’ve also been feeling very feisty of late. I wonder if it’s hormones, because whilst I have had my moments of rage in the past, I seem to be permanently angry right now. I put it down to wrong time of the month at first, but have a feeling there is more to it than that. I ended up picking a fight with my highly inconsiderate neighbours. Whilst they certainly deserved a piece of my mind, the way I went about it was inflammatory. K is busy diffusing the situation now, but truth be told I am angry with more than just the morons upstairs and their musical disruptions these days. I am a long way from starting anger management classes, but anyone who crosses my path and doesn’t live up to my (probably artificially high standards) is on the receiving end of my fury. The massage may well help me to chill, but when I went for a run on Monday and Tuesday to bring my blood pressure down, it appeared to do the exact opposite, which surprised me as it used to serve as a release for me. I also wrote a letter to my parents (as requested by my brother) asking them for a truce, so that’s been playing on my mind. Whether it works or not remains to be seen, and the content was quite terse and matter of fact, so I am not convinced it will have the desired effect, but if it makes my brother happy to hear that I tried then that has to be a plus point. I don’t want him thinking that I made no effort to patch things up before his wedding next year but the jury’s still out on whether they will ‘bite’. I also spent a lot if time bashing folk in the street with my brolly as I went about my business last week. No matter how much I tell myself to chill, take it easy and go with the flow, I am wound up and pushing past some group of people before I know it. I had a lot of shopping to do for the boss and no driver, so it was somewhat inevitable that I’d come up against people as I mowed my way down Regent Street, but even my standards I was fierce. I couldn’t abide Columbia Road Market on Sunday and was fuming all round Canary Wharf on Saturday so somethings got to give. Question is who or what?