We all knew it would happen, and here it is. I’m thinking I may try to write something every day again. Time will tell (as with most things).
Today I have been:
Feeling: anxious (about that election), hopeful (about that election), worried (oh so much to worry about), happy (the sun is shining and the sky is blue), pleased (I managed to get so much done), frustrated (I didn’t manage to get so much done), accepting (there’s always tomorrow)
Reflecting: that it’s not altogether surprising the allotment and garden look [are] neglected, after a week away followed immediately by a month being ill/recovering slowly, followed immediately by over a week self-isolating (not leaving the house except to collect the daily egg), followed by 3 days out of isolation trying to catch up with life before the new lockdown. Trying to reframe the new lockdown as an opportunity to catch up [again]
Making: bread, kombucha, starting a new knitted scarf using scrap sock yarn, frogging the same (I’d created a mobius strip, not a scarf), pizza (including a batch of tomato sauce to freeze for future pizzas), continuing knitting another pair of socks for the toddler, plans (for this latest lockdown)
Cleaning: daily kitchen tidy, the henhouse
Writing: emails (some essential admin, some to friends and family), this blog post
Gardening: (almost) filling the green bin ready for the fortnightly council collection tomorrow, started the back garden tidy-up
Exercising: shifting sacks of hens food from garage to allotment, a walk to the park
Buying: new sheets (the very old ones split down the middle)
Swapping: a planned walk for a shorter more local one
Stay safe. See you tomorrow (or maybe later today, if my resolve sticks). xx
the magic jug 