Boredom

Hot Saturday Afternoon 🙄

I am sitting in the garden to escape hubby’s music… I am sorry we just don’t share the same taste!

Although it is beautifully quite out here the seats are very uncomfortable, wrought iron and very pretty but in no way comfy for my boney mishapen back.

Well there are positives I am in the shade and there seems to be a breeze and the view is not bad.

Ruby is hot tired and bored and is missing her afternoon walks which have all had to of been delayed until about 8pm when it is bearable to venture out into the fields. At the moment it is 25 degrees Celsius and isn’t going to drop to 23 derees Celsius until 10pm .

She is so bored that she has lined some of her beloved tennis balls up on the patio. When we go out for a walk she will spend five minutes deciding which ball she wants to carry over to the field to play with!

I have move upstairs now as the chair has set off my cyatic nerve, my own fault I should of got the seat cushions but that would of meant possibly waking hubby as I passed him ( he has spent the last week helping a friend of ours who needed some decorating done and so he is exhausted) yes he is asleep with his music blaring out of the sound bar.😉 So as he and Ruby are in zonk land I shall let sleeping dogs and men lie.

I am bored, like Ruby, it’s too hot to go out and too hot to stay in! I have done the early morning dog walk, washed the floors done the ironing, prepared lunch, which I couldn’t eat because I have no appetite.

I have rung my brother’s and sisters and got no answer. So here I am boring you!

Oh! I can hear Desperado by the Eagles…. that’s me today. Tired, hot and a little miserable and I don’t know why. I had better buck my ideas up as I am British, you know! Well I am English/ Irish born in London. I am splitting hairs now.

Well I had better stop now before you all start throwing rotten tomatoes and eggs at your screened! Why not tell me what your all up to on this Saturday afternoon!

Oh! I am that one person in England who does not like tennis so this is not a good fortnight for me .Hummmph! 😒😣😎

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I am so incredibly bored I want to scream

This the worst evening I have ever injured,

I must keep quiet, though I must not make a scene.

I am so so f####ing BORED!

Help me I am climbing the walls

My nerves are in tatters.

This is the pits it is balls!

No one cares how I feel does not matter.

Stone Wall

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Sitting at the same table day after day

Silence screaming deafening, though there is nothing left to say.

The cracks showing more as the years go past

Huge the ever growing gulf between us now the dye is cast.

Reaching out to try and touch you, maybe reach you this time

You ignore me, look away , I’ve failed again. What was my crime?

Facing down the days, lost and alone in a painful daze.

What happened to us, lost forever now in this dark,dark maze.

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Simple words become a damnation

Taunting barbs of hates creation

Only together out of habit ,out of fear

No longer passion, just dry eyes not a tear.

Every day an empty void

Wasting our lives, communication cut to the bone

Arguing, when did this house became no longer home.

Longing for a touch,a tender look

Lost the days when our passion the world shook.

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JusJoJan: Delivery

Why can’t I explain how I feel

I am so bloody bored it’s not real.

I should of gone to the gym

But there was a parcel arriving so I had to stay in!

I asked the neighbours if they were going out first thing

Unfortunately they were so I had to miss the gym.

I hoped the delivery might come early enough for me to have a walk

But it is three fifteen , no show another hour up to chalk.

Time is dragging on, leaving a streaky trail, the light is beginning to fade

I want a walk but it is really time for dinner to be made!

Aha! at last the doorbell rings the parcel is at last here.

Shall I make dinner or go for a walk, my head to clear.

Why am I in such a grumpy mood

Even when nice thing happen my fears intrude.

The parcel was a present to me

But it had trapped me in and I feel weird you see.

Right my life is just up to me and I must sort it out

First I need a walk because my head is busting and I need to shout.

Then when I return I shall have to cook the meal

Put on some makeup take a pill, practice my smile and lie about how I feel.

We all know this feeling , I am not alone, so, get on and get real.

Oh! Hector

Oh! Hector that party is not for me. They are all too stuffy and tipsy you see.

I would rather be here with you, happily watching the moon we too.

This is the best place to hide out here in the cool with you, not being pawed inside!

I think we should run away, we could tramp the country I’d buy you some boots… what’ya say?

OH! listen to their pretentious laughter laying each other is all they are after.

I am sick and tired of all that. Been there got the Tshirt and am happier out here with you my dear cat!

Oh! Hector you have such a lovely face with knowing eyes understanding all my words you just exude a grace.

Why are humans such a shallow breed thinking only and always of their basest needs.

I can hear then in the darkened rooms groping, grasping , panting self-gratifying with strangers in the gloom.

I would rather be out here with you away from all that brassy, drunken parrtaying. Us alone out here, we two.

The silver moonlight makes your eyes sparkle, so soft your fur as I stroke you, happy hiding away from that noisy debarcal .

Someone opens a window nearby the loud noise makes us jump and Oh! Hector you rush off without even a goodbye.

You have left me all alone, stunned by your sudden exit, there is nothing else I can do but call a taxi and head for home.

The Man in the Hat

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He came when all was but lost, I was at my lowest ebb. He smiled and offered me a drink. For my sins I feared the cost. Still I felt myself being drawn into his web.

He was tall and gaunt but he had a light about him. I could not see the colour of his eyes, he was different and sallow of skin.His hair was black yet streaked with blonde. He made me feel that I and he belonged.

The way his fingers touched his hat spoke volumes, he was the boss and that was that. They say a cat may look at a king but God help the cat that looked sideways at him!

He turned and looked me in the eye I felt my stomach lurch and my common sense began to fly. My knees were weak and I was trembling, he lent towards me and began to speak, I felt my juices flow. I was already under his spell inside I felt his powers grow.

We had another drink and then another as he sat there unaware I longed to be his lover. He was so odd not at all my type, not that I even thought I had one. He strolled over to the jukebox and put on a song. As I drank my drink I tried not to think what had brought me to this bar what had pushed me to the brink. Why was I here in the middle of the day with this stranger having a drink. He took my hand and asked if I would like to dance , OH!yes I would. I would given just a chance.

I was tired and bored of my humdrum life, a life bereft of spark. The days all melding into one with emotions running in between boredom and strife. I was so bloody sick of of being a mother and a wife. Oh! and middle aged running to seed rolling downhill towards the end of my life.So no wonder I was being swept off of my feet by this strange younger man who for these few moments has made me feel whole and sexy again younger than I am.

We moved around the tiny space, I felt his arms around my waist his lips upon my neck he said lets get a room I slumped a little in his embrace then whispered what the heck. Across the road was an hotel where he quickly booked a room and then behind closed doors he taught me all I had forgot. He took me to heaven that afternoon.

He talked and showed interest in me, he let me talk and set all my demons free. I felt at peace as we left the little hotel, from somewhere on this winter’s afternoon came a ray of sun. He bowed his head and touched his hat and then gently kissed my hand then he walked off and I was blinded by a flash off my wedding band.

I knew I’d never see him again but that did not seem to matter, I look around and saw the sun set and heard the town return to life and chatter. Then what was there for me to do? I straightened my shoulders and headed home ready for the struggles the smiles and the moans. Back to real life, for no arguing the point I am a mother and a wife.