Feb 21st

A Pop Tart with a cats head. The internet is a strange but beautiful place.

Feb 10th

Up and awake early again today. Not sure why, it just means the day of nothing lasts longer.

Had frosted wheats for breakfast today which was thoroughly enjoyable. This could be the answer to finally getting off the Pop Tarts. Only being frosted on one side also makes them the healthier option. Which is nice to know.

I have been given a list of chores to do in order to keep myself busy and to stop myself from getting fed up today.

This list includes 'Spring' cleaning my room. Not sure how I'm meant to do this as it is definitely 'Winter' outside. Still I shall give it a good go. I'll open the window but still leave the heating on. It might feel a bit more, April like.

Well there is no time like the present. I will finish my cup of tea, arm myself with a cloth, some pledge and a feather duster. Then go at it, like a Dyson with elbows.

Spring has been cleaned and the lightheadedness from the inhalation of pledge has started to subside. On a positive note the last two hours have flown by, just disappearing into a dark swirling abyss of forgotten wonders, memories and sweetly coated breakfast pastry snacks.

Pledge fumes are obviously stronger than first thought.

Time for lunch and possibly a lie down.

Feb 8th.

Not been on here recently and for that I apologise but Its been very difficult to try and think of things to write when everyday has become the same.

Wake up.
Cup of Tea.
Pop Tarts. (I still haven't kicked the habit, but now is not the right time).
Job search.
Lunch.
More Job searching.
TV.
Dinner.
TV.
Sleep.

Then repeat.

The only changes in my routine are generally the variables. I look forward to choosing what to have for lunch or dinner or what programme will entertain me on the evenings.

I now also enjoy the Job Centre experience, Not for being looked down upon but for the chance to get out the house and do something different. I also then know that I have some money on the way. Money which will let me go out once every two weeks to try and slowly stave off the growing attack of cabin fever.

I even got excited about going to the dentist last week. Albeit leaving disappointed after being informed that I'm too old to be rewarded with a lollipop. I did try to use the argument that as I'm unemployed I therefore have free dental treatment. This is the same as children so why do they get a lollipop and not me? She was not amused.

Still its not all doom and gloom, The snow has had no adverse affects on my life whatsoever.

Just seen the time. Must go and choose what to have for lunch now. Exciting times.