always look on the bright side of life

I have decided that you make your own luck in life. Well, I say decided, I heard it on the radio. The couple (of ESTATE AGENTS I hasten to add) who won £56 million were the subject of a lot of discussion this week. I caught a psychologist explaining how opening yourself up to more opportunity increases your chances of being "lucky". The more chances you take, the more you are likely to gain. The more positive you are in your outlook, the more you attract people to you, increase your sphere of influence, therefore opening up more avenues, more opportunities. I am of course writing this in the company of no one whatsoever, on my own, influencing nobody. I did though have a stroke of "luck" the other day which went thus. I pulled into a petrol station because the dreaded needle was pointing dejectedly to empty. I parked alongside pump number 5. Having just listened to the discussion on luck (on 5Live), and having bought petrol from pump 5, I asked for a number 5 scratchcard when I paid. Know what? I won 5 pounds. Isn't the universe a wonderful place?

Now on to a rather unhappy subject; sharing your living space. I let a friend of mine move in with me a while back, mutually convenient as our allowances were stretching nowhere near far enough. All was initially rosy (well, rosy-ish). Now, the only flower I could compare it with is a dog piss soaked dandelion. One with half of it's yellow adornment missing. I have learnt a lot more about said person since he moved in over 6 months than I did in the previous 8 years. In the last few weeks he has put a pizza in the oven and gone to bed, careered around the living room, drunk and naked at 5.30 on a Tuesday night (think about it - the time is relevant - it was a bloody school night), blocked the sink (with God only knows what), broken my curtain rail....oh the list could go on longer than Coronation Street. It's a shame, I can't see it ending any other way than acrimoniously. It doesn't feel like my house any more. Still, on the positive side (see - see what I did there), I spend a lot more time on my own in my room rocking back and forth which provides me with ample time to write for my deserving audience (all 4 of you).

Ah well, my time will come, (I've ordered a watch).