random ramblings and the voices in my head

In true Janauary tradition, I have plans for books and pictures filling my head, to the extent that there is nothing else in it. I keep forgetting about normal things like living and working and eating at the right times.

I haven't stopped since before xmas, don't get me wrong it's mostly been fun stuff, but I am totally craving some time to myself. Josh has been here for over a week now as his car is broken, as much as I like spending all my time with him, I am looking forward to him going home Sunday and leaving me with some space in my head (not to mention in my house). I am starting to feel like I'm drowning.

 I have three books leaping about in my brain right now. All totally different. 1. self help book. 2. Chick lit (that's been there for as long as I can remember) and 3. A teen fictiony novel that I know is just luking beneth the surface of my concious mind. At the moment all I want to do is read, research and write constantly. It's making me so tired that I can't get up in the mornings. My brain is too busy all the time. But writing this is kind of a big relief.

I have bits of scribble written in various notebooks and bits of paper all around the house. But finally I have a laptop I can work on. That means hopefully an end to loosing bits of paper in the vast array of mess that is my bedroom, and indeed my shared lounge. 

Sharing a house with a boy is a little draining, I know that i need really to live on my own. I feel like a mother, to both Paddy and to Josh. This is annoying, especially as I am in fact the least maternal woman in the world. I am looking forward with glee to a quiet week next week. I might do nothing. Actually nothing.