Blogging, talking, scars and being whingy

At the moment I am fed up of writing on my blog and I dont know why.  Its always been like a personal diary for me, now I just cant be bothered.  Its not like anything else has happened to take its place either.  I still enjoy making clothes outfits, cards, volunteering, makeup stuff etc etc.  I still go out .. this morning I went to a clothes outlet village as they call them, with my son.  He went to take a hired suit back that he used for the wedding he was an usher at on Saturday.  I couldnt even be bothered to look at the shops, well I did go in one and came out again quite quickly oh and I did have a Frappucino from Starbucks which was very scrumptious, but I cant think of anything to say on my blog.  Ive been in a whingy mood lately and I have tried not to portray that on here and I had my own little 'pity party' one day last week but thats basically over now lol.  I havent even made an appointment at the anticoagulant clinic to have my bloods done, and I should have had them done last week.  The site where I had my ICD implanted is hurting quite a bit at the moment, probably where the nerve endings are coming back to life, but the site itself looks great and very neat.  So nothing has changed except that I read other peoples blogs and they seem so much better written and funny and mine just seems sort of dull.  Maybe its me maybe its the mood I am in I so hope I snap out of it soon.  I cant remember whether I said I went volunteering last week and some how I got volunteered to be interviewed by a lady from our local council who was doing it on behalf of the local Primary Care Trust. I had to speak about my experiences about health care services.  I didnt want to be on video just in case it ended up somewhere I didnt want it to be hehehehe so I just spoke into a tape recorder.  I was a bit unhappy about it because although I was happy to talk about the services why is it always me who gets volunteered for everything. I know I could have said no but if I did no changes would ever be made to anything if we all kept quiet.  Outwardly I come across as being very confident and I am always taking up certain causes, but then there are times when I just want to be left alone and I would like someone to take care of my cause for once.  See this is why I dont like blogging at the moment .... I always seem to be moaning.  Someone somewhere just kick me up the arse please or wallop me round the head but pretty please not too hard lol.