I've found myself in a moaning over the last few days, mostly under the breath kind of moaning. Well that's not altogether true, Mr Bea has had the full force of my moaning.....the girls have too, just on occasion you understand. I hate moaning, it makes me feel sad. It makes Mr Bea sad too, and the girls. Moaning's not good for the soul.
And why have I been moaning you may ask, (you might not be the slightest bit interested, that's ok too!). Well it started with the fact we can't get on with our little kitchen revamp until after Christmas, then it moved on to the mould that's growing at a rapid rate around the house! (A combination of damp, not being able to put the heating on as much, and drying the washing indoors!). Then how much the hall and stairs needed decorating, how tight finances are, menopause......you get the picture, moan, moan, moan.......moaning really isn't good for the soul.
Then I sat an watched the news. I'd not seen the news for a good few days. I knew there had been a disaster, but it hadn't registered what had happened. Those poor souls in the Philippines. They have lost everything. Their families, their homes, their communities, their livelihoods. They would love a mouldy house. They wouldn't moan over a mouldy house.
So I'm not moaning today, if a small moan escapes from my lips I'm going to jump on it and shut it up, very fast. I'm off to get some mould cleaner, I'm going to scrub off the mould. I'm going to concentrate on the good things, be grateful for what I have.
Yes, moaning isn't good for the soul. Crochet however is, and when I've finished scrubbing, I'll do a bit of crochet, and catch up with all your blogs.
You can donate, help those caught up in the disaster here.
I've been a bit overwhelmed with all the entries for my Giveaway, and because I can't do technology, it's a name in the hat kinda thing.....taking me ages! But I will get there and I will announce the winner!
What are you grateful for today?
Bye for now,
Ada :) xxx