I find having a smart phone a bit difficult. I only got it a few months ago - a hand me down from my Mum that I asked for as my camera was on the rocks and I wanted to start using Instagram for my drawings. I swore I wouldn't, but I have to admit I have struggled with how addictive it is. I don't use it for much really, I don't have apps (apart from instagram, and more recently whatsapp, which I was suckered into going onto by the inlaws so I can send them photos of Ivy, now it beeps at me all the time) but I still find myself checking it a lot. I hate it, and hide it from myself under cushions etc to get a break from its glare. I have toyed with the idea of getting rid of it and going back to a stupidphone, but I can't do without the camera at the moment for my art as I have nothing else to take photos for submissions with. It's a toughy, although perhaps a decision that's been made for me now as it's nowhere to be seen.
There's not a lot new here really which is the reason for the lack of posts. We are still trying to work out the best way to manage our finances. I am trialing doing our weekly shop at the co-op in Ammanford during the week as they always have a lot of reduced veg and cupboard stuff. I managed our weekly shop yesterday for £12 (including a £7.99 bottle of olive oil down to £2.80!) We should need anything else apart from milk, and they have started selling the childrens soya milk that we give to Ivy in the village now (amazing) so there is no need for us to go to the big tesco anymore, something I don't really enjoy anyway.
I have had three more pieces accepted into an exhibition in Carmarthen which is lovely and very nice to feel like my work is paying off, only so far it literally isn't. With the cost of materials and framing I think I am going to need to either work out a limit I can spend on this, or rethink how much I want to be exhibiting. It's a bit of a catch 22 though, if I don't show, I don't sell, so... Something I need to think about, decide how important it is to me.
I went out into the garden today to check on my prize pumpkin that I've been nurturing this autumn to find that the slugs have gotten to it. I had planned to harvest it for Halloween, so I'm gutted really. We had a lot of rain yesterday, I should have thought, but we live and learn.
I officially stopped nursing Ivy 8 days ago, and since then have had a real slump in mood and energy, I assume a hormonal adjustment, so there's nothing else to say really as the bulk of my spare time (har har) is spent lying on the sofa feeling gloomy.
So I'll be off, and leave this appropriate song by Placebo, who despite Brian Molko being poorly were excellent in Cardiff last weekend.




















































