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Reasons not to write on my blog

I’ve been here a month and I’ve written one blog, about horseflies.. how unimpressive is that.
I could blame it on the fact that I’ve been having lovely times and doing wonderful things and not feeling the need to share it all enough to write about it and risk boring some poor soul’s socks off with my smug self-satisfied newfound happy state.
Either that or I’m a great procrastinator.
In fact, in all honesty, there are a multitude of reasons why I haven’t been writing loads.

One of them is on this fabulous blog here
It’s good advice. And I really like that blog.

Another of them is FLIES.
Normal ones, not horseflies, don’t panic.
I spend a lot of time getting comfy to write and then a fly lands on my leg, so I slap it away and it lands on my foot, then it flies at my face, then another one lands on my gammy sore scabby leg (naughty rocks), then another one lands on my shoulder and one on my hand and one buzzing in my left ear so I growl and get my fly-swat and kill them all. Then it starts all over again.

I am currently wearing leggings and socks and a long sleeve tshirt so I can ignore them for longer than usual, just so I can write this.
The alternative is that I go inside and shut the patio door and sit on the bed or at the desk but then Bom starts chatting at me so I give him a bit of a fuss and then we play a game and then we discuss what to do tomorrow and then it’s time to get the horses in and cook the dinner and I haven’t written any blog.

Excuses, excuses.. or perhaps just nothing more exciting to write about than the above. Either way is fine by me.

How could anything not be fine when I wake up to be greeted by this beautiful face every morning?

oops wrong one. it was supposed to be of my bombom
He fell in the swimming pool. Twice. What a dufus.