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So C thinks I’m going mad, and I’m beginning to wonder if maybe I might be. Last night, I swear I heard a rustling sound, but C insisted that it’d just been him moving slightly, then when he’d popped out the room I heard another rustling sound, I sat up and I swear, I SWEAR I saw something grey flash past and vanish behind the dressing table. Now I’m not really scared of mice, I’ve saved quite a few from my cats over the years, but at the same time knowing that there is one in your bedroom, is just a little disturbing.  C didn’t really believe me when I told him there was a mouse, but we did ponder how it could have come in and the only thing we could think of was that possibly it came in through the back door when he’d had it open earlier in the day. Although the back door is up a steep step so… who knows.

So then I woke up this morning bout 5am ish, to hear a scuttling noise from the kitchen so I got up and pushed the bedroom door to, as I didn’t really want it back in the bedroom.  Since then I haven’t heard hide nor hair of it.  We did head out to look for a trap, no not a normal put cheese on and break the mouses back kind, one to just trap it and let it go outside. I just haven’t the heart to kill the poor thing.  The only things Wilkinson’s had though (cause really I’m not quite sure where you go to get such things these days.) were the back breaking traps, poison, or fancy ultrasonic devices that you plug into the mains and the noise is supposed to disorientate mice. So we currently have that plugged in, but so far there has been no sound of a disorientated mouse.

C is therefore quite sceptical that this mouse even exists, and thinks that I may just be mad an imagining it…. :S

In other news, work is going ok.  Since we’ve moved offices I no longer have a desk and am continually hot desking, which is quite annoying. I’ve nearly finished the project I’m working on which means I really need to start the other one that my manager wants me to do as I’d quite like to stay in this job for the time being.

So I’m coming up to a bit of a cross roads in my life, and to be honest I’m not quite sure what to do. I’m vegetarian, I have been sicne I was about 18, in fact this is the second time I’ve been veggi in my life. the first time was when I was 10 and that lasted hmm 4 years possibly. I became veggi that time becuase I’d been on a school trip to Pendarren, in Wales, and we’d been taken to an auction of farm animals, and well that rather put me off eating meat for a while. But then I started to miss bacon and I went back to eating meat, although funnily enough I mostly only ate chicken as I wasn’t even that big a fan of bacon.

The second time I became veggi was after I’d seen a programme on how they eat dogs in Korea. Now to my mind a dog is a cute animal used as a pet, possibly a work animal if it’s a husky or a sheep dog, but not really to be eaten. Thus I don’t really think I could ever bring myself to eat a dog, and yet I argued to myself, I can eat chickens because they are ugly?

To my mind, that was not a good argument , and so I became veggi.  And to be honest that’s been fine. Untill recently. I’ve come to the conclusion that a LOT of the veggi meat replacement stuff, just tastes like crap. And while quorn mince/pieces are alright, a) you really have to flavour them up as they don’t taste of anything and b) C doesn’t like it. So at the moment there is not much substance to our meals, pasta/rice and veg isn’t that filling. As C doesn’t like mushrooms either I’m starting to feel as if i’m lacking in proten a little bit too.

Watching cooking programes where they have a nice bit of meat in a delicious looking meal doesn’t help either. So maybe my solution is simple, I just start eating meat again, but in some ways I don’t really want to, plus it’s been so long since i’ve eaten meat that to be honest the thought of actually biting into a piece of meat is rather sickening.

I’m really not quite sure what to do, I guess just think it over a little more for now.

And again its been way to long since I last updated, I keep saying to myself, oh I should blog this or that, but thats usually on the train to/from work and by the time I get home it’s slipped my mind or I can’t be bothered. Admitidly I’ve had a good excuse recently as I’ve finally moved out of my parents house and into my own flat with C.  It’s quite a nice flat, seperate bedroom to the kitchen, and with a reasonable amount of space. Although once we moved in we realised that it was quite dirty in places, whoever lived here before us was a bit of a slob, as there was bubble gum sticking a door mat to the floor, disgustingly dirty microwave and oven. But we’ve got things cleaned now and are settling in. The real big annoyance was the lack of phone line into the place, apparently when it was done up, the old phone lines were ripped up and the new ones were negletced, so we’ve gotten a mobile broadband package and are just going to do it that way, as in some ways its just easier.

On the knitting front I’ve FINALLY been able to start Vivian, my mum ordered the yarn for me for Xmas, but the company didn’t have enough, so she had to cancel the order and then re-order later. So I finally got the yarn a few weeks ago. Although I must confess I’ve made quickish progress on the top, I’m almost up to the sleeves. I’m really enjoying the knit, there’s been a few places where I wasn’t quite sure what to do, but it’s going well so far, and the yarn is quite lovely. I’m using Louet, Riverside Chunky yarn in charcoal. (I am not yet set up in my new place to sort out taking photo’s and uploading them to flickr yet.)

In reply to Amy A’s comment on my about page, I do really mean to record some more stuff for librivox, I just have to many hobbies at the moment. Plus I need an actual computer to record onto, although I’m hoping to get that sorted.

Ack this is a bit of a jumpy post, as I’m just not really sure what to talk about at the moment, plus C wants his laptop back.

So we had to move things around the house at the weekend in order to make space for Xmas, and thus put up our tree.  We discovered, when my mum took the netting off that held it together that its well.. a rather  short and fat tree.

Still am looking forward to Xmas, although I have to keep telling C that he can’t go and open his presents yet!