Tuesday, 26 June 2012
I didn't conquor the world, I didn't even conquor any of my fears. What I did do was research the car I'm thinking of buying, get up to date on all my work, organise my workload for the week, and then when I got home I did a load of laundry, cooked something delicious for dinner, organised a few mail outs, tidied a little, washed dishes and sat down to enjoy Masterchef with my boyfriend.
It felt really good. It made sense. Is this what life is about? It is as simple as productivity?
Wednesday, 13 June 2012
I know, I know, they drag everything on and it's suspenseful and probably unnecessarily so. But I love the enthusiasm. The judge's enthusiasm, the contestant's enthusiasm. The excitement and the tears, I love it all.
I hear Masterchef is in a little trouble in the ratings department. I'm pretty much devastated. It's one of those shows I look forward to, even before a new season starts. I have such fond memories of sitting in my apartment and watching the plot twists and turns. Of yelling at the television when things get intense and even at times getting a bit teary when things don't go well for a favourite. At times the contestants feel like friends.
I hope the producers get it right for the public so it stays on air. I love Masterchef!