100 Object Project: #21 The Baby Sock in my Desk Drawer

I have had this sock in my desk drawer for many years. It belonged to my older daughter, Daisy. I can’t remember the exact set of circumstances that resulted in this baby sock ending up in my desk, but I can imagine. When you’re a mum, you tend to have a lot of random things…

Trialling the Pomodoro Technique

Tomato timers at the ready… I struggle with concentration and fatigue quite a bit and much more than your average chipmunk. There are actual proper medical reasons for this, connected with some fascinating thing I have wrong with me, which I won’t bore you with. Therefore, the average battle against procrastination, mind wandering, blanks and wondering…

Getting The Best Of Me

It occurred to me this morning, during my daily shower (I get some of my best ideas during said shower), that so much of our lives are spent at work, that it can often be the thing that claims the best of you. You try to look good (or at least passable), work hard, think…

Don’t Be Someone Else’s Depressing Anecdote

I remember once, a long time ago, when I used to work in shops as a kid. I was told that it was okay for a customer to be rude to me, because they had probably had a bad time in another part of the shop I worked in, so by the time they got…

100 Object Project #7: The Rabbit Mug

You know how you get people who get really precious about which mug they drink from? Especially at home or at work? I’m one of those people. Not strictly speaking or anything. I obviously can and will drink out of any (clean) mug, but I do have a favourite. My rabbit mug. My favourite animals…

Squeezing An Empty Tube

I’ve been saying for a while that I need some time and space to just get the hell on with writing. Yet, given both I have found myself uninspired to do so. I think that is just me though and the way I work. I can go for ages without the will to rattle the…