tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post4973245385198357103..comments2023-10-24T14:51:45.756+02:00Comments on Bloggertropolis: The Week DragonStevehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-39238952194844694322009-02-05T08:17:00.000+01:002009-02-05T08:17:00.000+01:00When he arrives Laura, the wait will have been wor...When he arrives Laura, the wait will have been worth it. Trust me. I waited a long time for Karen.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-8413645990234451762009-02-04T22:56:00.000+01:002009-02-04T22:56:00.000+01:00Every day is a battle my friend. At least you've g...Every day is a battle my friend. At least you've got the love of your life by your side. I'm having to wait rather longer for mine!The Poet Laura-eatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07779308486569849157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-45092895089489325862009-02-03T20:38:00.000+01:002009-02-03T20:38:00.000+01:00I have done exactly that, Rol. And you're right.It...I have done exactly that, Rol. <BR/><BR/>And you're right.<BR/><BR/>It is.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-57307393248561604842009-02-03T18:20:00.000+01:002009-02-03T18:20:00.000+01:00Take a couple of sick days and watch some rubbish ...Take a couple of sick days and watch some rubbish TV, Steve - that'll make you feel...<BR/><BR/>Well, maybe not exactly better... but...<BR/><BR/>Sigh. Such is life.Rolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02103804480646939038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-70143309293698571672009-02-03T10:43:00.000+01:002009-02-03T10:43:00.000+01:00That's immensely kind, Rebecca, though feel that t...That's immensely kind, Rebecca, though feel that the overall quality of my output is questionable at best! As for following - normally it's a case of adding my blog's url (http://www.pocketropolis.co.uk/blog/blogger.html) to the Reading List widget on your blogger dashboard and clicking "add", however, I'm aware that because I publish my blog to my own domain name this doesn't always work and you may have to a link manually via your Blog template. Sorry if that sounds highly complicated! Do hope you'll return with or without technological assistance!<BR/><BR/>Hello Eve, so nice to hear from you again - it seems such a long time! It isn't a breeze, Eve, but life always, always has its good moments too... I guess the trick is to hold those in mind at all times.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-16171568188395805952009-02-03T06:35:00.000+01:002009-02-03T06:35:00.000+01:00Phew! i thought I was feeling tired, but your post...Phew! i thought I was feeling tired, but your post described it even better than me - I can just picture you running around doing the numerous little things that need doing, and checking your list each time, wondering if you missed stuff. Yeah, seems like growing up isn't such a breeze after all ;-)-eve-https://www.blogger.com/profile/01051512896652327719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-87593049693803337532009-02-02T21:34:00.000+01:002009-02-02T21:34:00.000+01:00tell me, I beg of you, how do I follow this blog.....tell me, I beg of you, how do I follow this blog...I have looked and I can not see the button that says "yes I want to read everything this man writes"<BR/><BR/>do not keep in suspense any longer.http://rebeccahannay.blogspot.com/https://www.blogger.com/profile/15508167706315713673noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-1015127071623083402009-02-02T20:00:00.000+01:002009-02-02T20:00:00.000+01:00French Fancy, sounds wonderful. I shall sell the h...French Fancy, sounds wonderful. I shall sell the house and the children now and catch the ferry in the morning... ;-)Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-90069817667551214392009-02-02T19:49:00.000+01:002009-02-02T19:49:00.000+01:00Perhaps you can dream about the future when your k...Perhaps you can dream about the future when your kids are grown and gone and you can sell your house for lots of money and come and live in the paradise that is Brittany - where we have <BR/><BR/>'“washing up”, “hoovering the house”, “fixing that shelf” and “cleaning the bathroom”..<BR/><BR/>but also have time to just be, mainly because there is almost bugger all to do here :)French Fancy...https://www.blogger.com/profile/04941577892849157015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-27368367943314723212009-02-02T18:46:00.000+01:002009-02-02T18:46:00.000+01:00Emma, when you say "older" are we talking sometime...Emma, when you say "older" are we talking sometime between now and 18... or 45 plus? The 7 year old shows no signs of <I>ever</I> wanting to help with chores though I will admit the 16 month old often likes wiping the coffee table... though not always with a clean cloth... usually with a used tissue...Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-63896177187412957632009-02-02T18:06:00.000+01:002009-02-02T18:06:00.000+01:00When your kids are older they will actually quite ...When your kids are older they will actually quite enjoy (amazing) helping or copying you and doing ghastly stuff like<BR/>“washing up”, “hoovering the house”, and “cleaning the bathroom”... Meanwhile you could try tying Swiffer pads to the bottom of your toddler's shoes!MommyHeadachehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03924035710478459520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-47947211237824577342009-02-02T13:05:00.000+01:002009-02-02T13:05:00.000+01:00Justme, I can always recall my Nan drilling into m...Justme, I can always recall my Nan drilling into me at a young age that money can never make you happy and, as you say, while that remains true on an emotional level, materially it is one less thing to worry about and a burden less is always welcome!<BR/><BR/>Oh Missbehaving, I know exactly what you mean - you know you're in a bad way when even the simple pleasures in life feel like a tax on your energy! Hope you get a good night's sleep!Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-20559625724800971542009-02-02T11:50:00.000+01:002009-02-02T11:50:00.000+01:00I hear you, it's only Monday night and I am alread...I hear you, it's only Monday night and I am already too tired to offer my 10 yen.<BR/>To me your importnat point is , it shouldn't be like this, it makes no sense. <BR/>You know you've lost all reason when you take the kids for a walk to enjoy the mountain air and you keep telling them to 'hurry up'. :(Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-86209166666832223372009-02-02T11:16:00.000+01:002009-02-02T11:16:00.000+01:00No words of wisdom to offer I fear. Just the thoug...No words of wisdom to offer I fear. Just the thought that these things always seem worse in winter. When spring arrives. I find everything gets to feeling a little lighter. Here is hoping, anyway.<BR/>I wonder if a lottery win WOULD help? I am inclined to think yes... Not that money makes you happy exactly, but it doesn't hurt, and lack of it is certainly crap!justmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16768035027235782814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-11955311704612767372009-02-02T10:46:00.000+01:002009-02-02T10:46:00.000+01:00Amanda, that Lotto win is a real prick-tease... it...Amanda, that Lotto win is a real prick-tease... it shakes its tush at me every week but always dances just out of reach like a professional lap dancer. Hmm. That analogy has made me feel strangely better - despite being home ill today with lurgy.<BR/><BR/>Annie, thanks for that - so glad it isn't Groundhog day (though I would love to be able to learn how to play the piano)! ;-)Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-83984449960725446062009-02-01T23:22:00.000+01:002009-02-01T23:22:00.000+01:00Brother T is right in your description of parentho...Brother T is right in your description of parenthood. It IS hard but you know in life, nothing ever remains the same. It's not Groundhog Day... your YOU time will come, promise! Best wishes :)Annie Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04703057351436504483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-24750701893512236702009-02-01T23:14:00.000+01:002009-02-01T23:14:00.000+01:00Steve, as i sit here already chained to the back o...Steve, as i sit here already chained to the back of the Monday Beast for the rest of the blasted week...I feel your pain! I have had a shite start to the week, as not only do the home-chores sit there untouched for another weekend but had 2 gals to get sorted for the school year again. In fact, I took the older one to High School only to dsicover that she doesn't actually start today but tomorrow. How unfair that she got to scoot home again, put on her Pjs and lounge about. (Actually, I was so jealous that I gave her a list from the "To do at the weekend" stuff and flounced off ignoring her teenage angst at having to DO something!)<BR/>Sigh. LOTTO win, wherefore art thou??The Sagittarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05513045101496737031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-55035163287809902242009-02-01T22:03:00.000+01:002009-02-01T22:03:00.000+01:00Thank you Suburbia - for your kindness and your wi...Thank you Suburbia - for your kindness and your wisdom! And thank you for dropping by - I do hope you'll return.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-53747922157121292062009-02-01T21:26:00.000+01:002009-02-01T21:26:00.000+01:00I loved reading this. It has taken me such a long ...I loved reading this. It has taken me such a long time to realise there is more to life than the endless chores and drugery of the last few years. Life is too short for housework........live a little :-)<BR/><BR/>(found you at Dotterels)Suburbiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05352465945711496612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-11731230839318106852009-02-01T14:54:00.000+01:002009-02-01T14:54:00.000+01:00Somehow I doubt that I poject an "air of unflappab...Somehow I doubt that I poject an "air of unflappable calm and infallibility" even at the best of times (!) but I guess aiming for the pretence might be easier than trying to achieve the actuality...!Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-8697942606412213592009-02-01T14:19:00.000+01:002009-02-01T14:19:00.000+01:00You've just described parenthood to perfection. Ho...You've just described parenthood to perfection. How did ours all manage to conceal the feet that were paddling madly underwater? Perhaps being a good parent is nothing to do with keeping up with all those chores or doing them well, but communicating an air of unflappable calm and infallibility.<BR/>(My daughter said that as a child she always felt that everything would be alright when I arrived. Then she grew up and discovered the truth!)Brother Tobiashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14298549883526952305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-73259717855399927592009-02-01T14:14:00.000+01:002009-02-01T14:14:00.000+01:00After you've kicked your own arse - not that I at ...After you've kicked your own arse - not that I at all think it needs it - can you come and do mine too? I promise not to sue even if you break some bones.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02133900289384226725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35009574.post-8220697308435896992009-02-01T13:58:00.000+01:002009-02-01T13:58:00.000+01:00oh I hear you...I hear you...and I'm 30 years into...oh I hear you...I hear you...and I'm 30 years into a job I hate and a mortgage I feel I will never repay and a house that is never clean/tidy and a feeling that life isnt meant to be just dusting, working, cooking, fixing, making do etc.,longing to just jump on a train and runaway...my daughter is off to Uni in Sept and I am jealous..how sad is that??..ps have just read what I have written and i.need.a. kick.up.the.arse....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com