Pain Pain and more Pain

Yes Yes, I know its been two weeks (and a bit)...honestly I don't know where the time went. Well I do...I was up to my eyeballs in work as usual and ignoring everything in my life (but my precious daughter). But thank god, I got through the pile up and was able to clear my schedule in favour of having elective surgery.

You see, for as long as I can remember I have been plagued with a heap of cysts on my scalp. I mean to the point where running your fingers through my hair is akin to reading braille. Well I've spent years ignoring the little bumps, thinking of them as my little unique secret...but the bumps decided they wanted attention. And a couple of them went on a rapid growth spurt and became lumps...huge painful lumps. So needless to say the time had come to part company.

So yesterday I had a very successful surgery and removed nine of them (i thought I had ten, but the surgeons said they could only find nine). Now the weird thing is, leading up to the surgery all i could think about was the fact that I would have a headful of bloody (literally) hair which I would not be able to wash for days. I was preoccupied with what that would look like, feel like and worst of all smell like. It was all i could think about and talk about. Never once did pain cross my mind. And just as well, or i may have chickened out.

The pain is unbelievable. I cannot describe how much pain I am in. I feel as if i have ten large shards of glass stuck in my head, that's how bad it feels. And yes, I am rank with the smell of blood. And yes I look like frankenstein's bride with a headful of stitches. But that pales in comparison to the pain. The pain medication is barely taking the edge off.

So forgive me if a couple more days pass before i update...i'm going to go bite down on a stick now.

PS: despite the pain...i have no regrets...they had to go...and I'm glad i had the surgery.

Feeling rather acomplished today...

I actually spent some quality time with my daughter and my house today. No work...just lots of time to play. So of course the girls went shopping. Bought a new console table, which I've wanted to get for a while now. I had this space just itching to be filled, but the piece I had my eye on was expensive beyond belief. I knew it was overpriced, but i still visited it in the store a few times and dreamed of it in place. I even bought the accessories I would put on it. But logic prevailed, and it remained in the store...gathering dust as it proved, despite its beauty, to be unwanted by others also due to its astronomical price. So I've spent the last few months hoping that the owners of the shop would let good sense prevail and put the table on sale...and they did...10% off. So much for owning that table...10% did not a dent make in the price.

So today, having dropped my mum off at the airport (she's on her way to see her newborn grandson...my nephew...oh yes, forgot to mention...I'M AN AUNT!!!!), I decided to visit a store which is up that way, which I've meant to go see, but was always too lazy to make the drive out that far just to visit a shop.

Well my daughter and myself walked in to the shop and loved it immediately (yes, my 6 year old is truly a shopper in training). It had such beautiful things and within 15 minutes I found a console table which I fell in love with. So that sparked a whole let's pretty up the house "shop"....which escalated into a visit to a flower stall where I bought a huge armful of flowers for the entire house.

Did I mention I had to actually put the table together (actually just bolt the legs on)...hence I'm feeling like a true "homemaker" (of course I'm the complete opposite of handy, so the fact that the table is standing and hasn't fallen over having put a vase and several accessories on it, is nothing short of a miracle).

And I now have 6 vases filled with beautiful tropical flowers (three of them are huge arrangements!!!), new pink (indian handwoven) rugs down in my daughter's bathroom complete with new pink fluffy towels, a new blue (also indian, handwoven rug) in my bathroom. And we even tidied up a bit. And then sat outside, blew bubbles and played monopoly on the porch.

Truly a wonderful day.

Work Work and More Work

I've been practically living in the office since this weekend. I'm tired, in need of at least 3 days worth of sleep and if I never see pizza again that would be fine. But that being said, I am loving it. I love when we have these super intense bursts of activity that gets your adrenaline coursing and your heart rate up and your mind spinning so fast that you're giddy with ideas. I've spent the last few days conducting lateral thinking workshops and playing with concepts and words. We've done everything from charades to constructive doodling to telling stories. Yes, we do get paid to play...and it is very very cool. This is why I love advertising. This is why I can honestly say there is nothing in the world that I would rather be doing than this. Even if it means giving up weekends and not seeing the light of day for days on end.

I hate Dreams...

that are so realistic that you wake up confused and disoriented as to whether it was in fact dream or reality. I had one of those last night...and it was so disturbing that i had to get up at 4 in the morning and walk around a bit, just so I could get the images out of my head. I've also had dreams where I've woken up and been irrationally pissed off at persons who were in my dream, or suddenly attracted to people that I hadn't thought of in that light before or suspicious of people and their motives.

All of which has spurred an absolute curiosity in what exactly dreams are. And I've found there are many theories. Some centered around the thought that its a form of soul travel or time travel and wrapped up in layers of complicated thought that are basically based on the belief that we all have lives that exist in some parallel dimension or time zone....a complicated theory at best. And then there are the others that simply say its just the wheels of your mind set in idle mode with nothing to do, so it just churns out random scenarios...just our minds having loads of fun at our expense...and getting some creative exercise in. Sounds more plausible to me.

That being said I do love dreaming for the most part. And i've had many a dream that could be the next summer blockbuster if only i had the drive to write screen plays. And then there are the dreams which I've wished could go on forever and you wake from vexed at having had to leave that dimension and you try as you might to close your eyes and re-enter the scene...but it never quite works.

And despite what the experts say, i do believe that I dream in colour. Absolute bright vivid colour. I mean it wouldn't feel quite so real if it were all happening in black & white would it??

Popping Off For A Few Days...

and just when I got back too! But yes, i'm still spending way too much time in airports and on planes. So I'll be gone until next Wednesday...so no posts till then.

Take care all and have a fab weekend!

Watch This Space....

crazy impossible day today, so no post....yet.

The Longest Hangover in History....

Well its been a Year, some months and a day since I've last been here. Let's just put it down to the hangover shall we. And Laziness. And Procrastination. And Intimidation. And ..... feel free to fill in the blanks.

So I'm back...kind of. I'll be upfront: I'm not going to post daily...or with any semblance of routine. But I will post. Cause truth be told, I miss it. And I miss it even more having actually sat down last night and read my blog for the first time in probably a year. It was totally cathartic ... and I've only really realized it in hindsight.

So off to reintroduce myself to you my blogger friends...I've missed you all....you have all truly crossed my mind from time to time.

And yes, i've changed the name on my blog. I've decided to stop being a spoilechile...well less of a spoilechile anyway....well less public about it...well let's just say I'm trying to change, so its kind of symbolic of that.

Talk soon!