A Post About Nothing

Here I am in my nice empty peaceful house...


Scrag is asleep, Princess is at the Zoo, Dash is away for a sleepover... fabulous! Some blogging time for me!

Um, I can't think of anything to write.

I am clean out of inspiration; I have no witty anecdotes, no towering aspirations or honest reflections to share.
It's just a hot sticky muggy cloudy thundery day. In my quiet peaceful blissful empty house.
And I have Zip.
No quotable quotes. No humourous one-liners. No arty pics.

Ahhhh, just give it a rest, Simoney, I hear you say.
Go and put your feet up, have long cool drink in the shade and read your book.
My book is finished.
My freezer contains no ice.
And I am addicted to blogging.

When I get a chance to blog, I must blog.
If I have nothing to say, I will ramble incessantly about nowt.
These moments are far too rare to let them just slip by, unblogged.

Surely there must be some mildly amusing event I could dredge up? Some slightly inspiring thought I could share?

Nope.
I am coming up empty.
So I'll leave it there.
And go find some shade.
And something cool.
And maybe a book worth re-reading.

I'll keep hoping for inspiration to strike... but you can bet when it does I'll be far too busy to blog about it.
xx