If you must know:-
I am a mother of three, grandmother of three(almost four), remnant of the sixties.
I write(obviously), paint(everything), renovate(wherever I am at the time),
I am an admirer of quality in all its' forms, from art to people.
I have a penchant for the finer things in life, but the budget of a pauper!
Still I usually get whatever I really want -- guess that's an age thing, but it does eventually come to those waiting hoards.
Some days I am content with my lot in life - other days it pisses me off no end. Normal? Who knows, I can't tell you what normal is anymore. As I get older I see that my interpretation of 'normal' has had to change as everyone is so vastly different in so many little ways.
I am getting older (aren't we all?), my fingers hurt typing, my neck aches my back aches and I lack energy so it is very lucky I am still able to paint at home in short bursts! I can paint in the middle of the night when the pain is less which helps too.
I took my first ever overseas trip in March 2014 and loved it, I only wish I could travel more and I had hoped to to a study trip to Bulgaria but it didn't happen, still might, one day!
