Arlene and two adopted dogs.

Just a blog from someone who loves to communicate with other dog owners

Ramblings in the night

It’s quarter to three, there’s no one in the place except you and me., that’s what Frank sang, well the song’s mine right now, as that’s what the time is now.

I don’t really give a stuff whether or not anyone reads or comments on this, I’m writing for my own pleasure.

I was so tired last night, my head was nodding at 9 pm,    I’d gone out for the afternoon with my friend  Nicky to the New Forest with the dogs, all that walking, chatting and fresh air makes you tired. Also the day before i’d gone to Karen’s for lunch then a crowd of us met up on the rec for a dog walk, there were 16 dogs, and all get on so well together. it was a smashing day.

I went to bed at ten, and woke up  at 1.45, finished off a book I was reading and still don’t feel tired, so here I am, not something I usually do, on the computer during the night.

It was a good book, one of the Catherine Cookson type,and it was pretty graphic of the conditions that women had to put up with back in the late 1800’sand how they were nothing but chattels to their husbands, the women had re-married to save herself from the workhouse had four daughters and her husband beat her and them, plus drank themselves out of home after home. harrowing stuff, ‘The Jarrow Girl’ it was called.

Back to my being awake, it’s an absolute pain in the derriere wakening up in the night, if you’ve ever suffered from it you’ll sympathise, you go to bed tired at a normal respectable time , with me around 10.30, fall asleep and then wake up, it can be anything from midnight till 4 am so there’s no pattern to it, Sometimes I take half a sleeping pill, have a read and go back to sleep, but tonight isn’t one of them.

I’ve brought the laptop to bed without the cable, so that when the battery runs out, I’ve no option but to finish.
How I envy the dogs, they are sound, now and then one glances up at me gives a puff as though telling me to put out the light, then settles back to snooze the night away.

It’s worse in the cold winter months, who the heck want to get up and roam around at 2 am in the freezing weather.

But i was thinking, as it’s a Saturday, there’s probably half the young population out enjoying themselves in night clubs and partying, I know I used to, cripes does this make me feel old.

I remember when I#d be up at 5,30 am travel 150 miles to a dog show, come back at around 8pm get changed and go out clubbing. God the stamina you have when you’re younger. would I do it again? too bl***y right I would. LOL

Before i got the laptop out I was staring into space and reminiscing about the past, now that gets a bit unhealthy at 2 am.   Opposite the bed above the window are photographs of my two girls when they were about three, and one of Whisper,one of my collies,  and I got to going back in time to these days, feeling quite nostalgic,  I considered getting out the old photos, but decided that it would be a bit cluttery on the bed.

It gets me thinking sometimes of how my life’s panned out, and what the good and not so good bits have affected it, and often wonder what would I change, if anything, just where would I stop the clock and change direction. Maybe it would be interesting if you were allowed to do a taste and try on that, be able to experience  for a month or so what life would have been like had you done so, jsut to see if you’d go through with it, let’s say you could have three chances, but once you’d discarded one you couldn’t go back. There have been perhaps three major incidents in my life that the decision I have made at the time, have made a huge difference and affected not only mine, but my daughter’s lives. and often wonder which one I would have avoided and taken a different road, or is it all mapped out for you and you have no sway in the matter, therefore the outcome is out of your hands.

I have a day to myself tomorrow and have so much to do I won’t know where to start, but I bet I won’t get half of it done anyroad, The damn lawn needs cutting again for a start, windows need washing, net curtains washing, shrubs, to be pruned, some planting to do, and I still haven’t made a start on the painting of Nettle that I’ve promised for Sue. the trouble is, when I get these disturbed nights I sleep later than normal surfacing around 8 am and feeling tired in the middle of the day.

Well I’m getting a bit heavy eyed, and can’t think of any more to ramble about, so i’ll do a bit of surfing before the battery goes.

I’ll probably look at this in the morning and think I’m losing my marbles, I’m noticing already i’m making a lot of typos and keep having to correct them. G’night, or shall I say good morning, I can just  hear the robin starting to tweet.

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  1. Well if you don’t give a stuff whether anyone reads or comments on this…lol maybe I won’t bother! lol … now come one Arlene, you know me better than that 🙂 You clearly had a rough night. Had plenty of those myself, even taken to roaming the streets in the early hours looking for solace for an overactive mind and imagination on occasion! Don’t worry…you seem to stay pretty upbeat most of the time but you’re bound to have days or nights when you go down for whatever reason…sometimes it can seem like for no reason at all…but that’s when we just can’t see it…nighttime is always the worst time…alone with your thoughts in the stillness of the night isn’t always so great is it? You will bounce back up, it’s part of life’s laws that we do but sometimes we have to ride the dark storm of thoughts and feelings that interrupt our nights, till the calm light of a sunny spring morning brings solace to our fretful thoughts and chases away the worries that sometimes haunt us.
    Tail wagging nibbly wolfie hugs Arlene 🙂

    • Thanks Wolfie, I’m glad you did red it though as I would have given up on blogging, though TBH more did respond on Blogger, I couldn’t go roaming the streets at night, oh no, I draw a line there, scary.. even in select and staid [?] New Milton. But I admit to feeling OK in the morning 90% of the time, so maybe I do bounce back, but it’s pretty miserable till morning comes. Hey ho, I had a good night last night as I said.
      Licks and tail wags from T&R

  2. Well don’t worry,Arlene, I didn’t see any typo’s but then I’m quite good at them myself.
    Night time is the worst time for having darkest and deepest of thoughts. The mind can go it’s own way without other things to occupy it, and you find yourself going down tracks in the road of memory without realising it. Wondering about this and that, and if I’d done this maybe it would have been better. No harm in thinking about things, but no point in worrying, about what’s past and gone. It’s what’s coming in the future I worry about. But what the heck, life is a tightrope to walk across, keep your mind on the other side and you’ll make it fine. Just don’t drop anything and don’t look down, ;cos I have no head for heights.. (see? my brains getting at me all the time !!) 😉
    Hugs and woofs and licks to you, Tango and Ruby, from my girl and me..xx

    • Thanks Pen, I know what you’re saying, but to be honest it’s not as though I’m actually worrying about anything, it’s as though my mind is just saying to me, you don’t need any more sleep tonight, let’s just play think games instead’ but my body is crying out, NO I want to sleep !I just wish it didn’t happen so often, and I don’t want to go down the road of sleeping pills.
      Hope Bess is still holding her own. hugs and pats to her, from T&R and me of course.

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