C.B.B. Long Weekend

Judge G spending the weekend in bed with Mary Jane Staples

Judge G spending the weekend in bed with Mary Jane Staples

What a total C.B.B. long weekend.

C.B.B. short for Can’t Be Bothered. Also known as the C.B.A. Weekend – Can’t Be Arsed.

3 days of gloomy weather and rain put me in a totally demotivated state. Friday night I had drinks with John at the Lewisham and then went home to sleep for 12 hours. Saturday I did stuff all apart from going to the local IGA Supermarket (IGA = Impossible to Get Anything you want) at the last minute.

Saturday night consisted primarily of downloading PC software for my gorgeous Nokia E63 and then copying and editing contacts and photos. Hardly the stuff of excitement. And then I finished off with a couple of hours reading Mary Jane Staples ‘Family At War’. I’ve already skipped to the end of the book where one of the central characters to the whole series dies in the German boming of London in World War 2. Had a good cry about that the other day so I’m now trying to read the book sequentially as normal people do.

Woke up to more rain and grey skies on Sunday which didn’t improve my C.B.B. mood. Yoda and I had vague plans about going to see a movie – maybe Charlie & Boots – but in the end it all came down to C.B.B. again. We got as far as Ashield Mall on Sunday afternoon, missed the return bus and came back via a convoluted route involving the 483, Leicchardt and the 445. Still, it got me out of the house I suppose.

Last night I spent watching colour footage of Britain at War on Youtube. And also the Bombing of Germany. Combined this with playing solitaire since I’m not very engaged when forced to watch television on my PC screen. I much prefer to be sitting in the lounge room when I watch movies or TV. Call me old fashioned 😉

James had sent a text about going out to the Midnight Shift but, by the time he sent it, it was already after 8pm. Trying to get public transport into the city on a Sunday night from here is not fun. I noticed from his blog that he had the lovely Patrick Blake with him so I was a little sad I didn’t get to see Patty. Still, life goes on…

Back to bed again with Mary Jane Staples. The story of the beginnings of the romance between Bobby and Helene in France. The British have just made a miraculous escape in boats from Dunkirk but Bobby is trapped behind enemy lines and is staying at a French farmhouse. The farmer’s daughter, the extremely French Helene Aarlberg is angry with all British troops for running out on France in the country’s hour of need. Of course, one knows after reading even 4 or 5 Mary Jane Staples ‘Adams Family’ books, that a man and a woman starting off hating each other is proof positive that they will be married quite soon. Given I’ve read over 20 of these books, I just know these things. And since I’m reading them out of order, I’ve already read books where Bobby & Helene are married and have two children!

Here we are on Monday around lunch time. I had vague plans about going into work on this public holiday to try and get my job under control. But again, it’s turned out to be a case of C.B.B.

I am determined to leave the flat today to go somewhere and do something. Even if it is just to JB HiFi and to the Annandale fish & chip shop – I’ve just gotta get off my arse and do something.

I read this on http://www.earlreum.com/blog/blogpage.html

“Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take from every event all those truths you can possibly manage, for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk with people you have never talked with before and this time, actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free and set your sights high. Hold your head aloft because you have earned that right. Instruct yourself to be a great individual and believe in that self, for if you don’t believe in yourself, it will be impossible for others to believe in you. You can make of yourself anything you wish/choose. Create your destiny and then go out and live it with absolutely no regrets.

And most important… if you LOVE someone tell that person for you do not know what tomorrow may bring.

And learn a lesson in life each day that you live.”

You know, it all sounds really good advice, very sensible and empowering.

But…well, yeah…..just C.B.B.

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