Being at work on my own and being able to print some things and look up some things and generally just not really do any work.
Finished my punch needle cushion. It’s pretty cute actually.
Got some good vulva drawings done.
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Punch needle cushion. Only a year late!
Sitting on my bed in the sun, feeling warm and calm and happy.
A walk around the park in the sun. No music, no podcasts.
A walk and then back to bed in the sunshine with Elliott napping next to me.
Restarting the weaving.
Old Enough. Bit weird but very cute.
I got Elliott and she loves dad’s chew toy he made for her.
I saw a baby fox in the park.
I learnt how to weave a basket.
Trialling the leaf printing workshop with Stella.
Eating purple sprouting broccoli that I’d picked at work.
A backdated pay rise!
Learning how to felt in 2D and 3D.
Delicious chocolate cake and flapjacks.
Rosie has a boyfriend and I’m really happy for her.
Taking a walk in the sun at lunchtime and seeing all the squirrels and hearing all the birds.
Leaving work early.
Made some candles.
Finished all the lanterns and decorated one of them. Finally ready!
Singing and driving the van.
I don’t have covid!
Cycling back from PW and accidentally bouncing my water bottle out the basket
The lanterns for Friday look so good!
Leaving early (for a PCR 🤦♀️) and getting to walk home through the park for the first time in ages.
Chatting to Sally. With some gossip too.
Making lanterns with the volunteers.
A second date with Linus. He’s irritatingly cute.
Mama Mia soundtrack. As always.
Making lanterns at work. FOR WORK.
Someone had graffitied a crude jizzing cock on the pavement and it tickled me as I walked home.
The Love Trap. Still makes me laugh that they fall through the floor.
The sun’s reflection shining onto me as I meditated in the morning.
Learning about natural dying at a Zoom event. It feels so nice and gentle and lovely.
Taking myself out for a walk without my phone after a migraine nap. The air smelt nice and fresh.
Making unicorn headbands.
Poundland. I didn’t realise it was open!
Watching the live band on the bench in Highbury Fields. Really fun and reminded me what London is actually like.
A felt waffle and egg for Ciaran.
Jonny being in a better mood and playing Valhalla.
Buying a few courses for next year.
Seemed to spend the day buying things – elastic, photo frames, desk chairs and then lots of soft fluffy fabric for kids clothes.
… Which I then turned into a dinosaur jumper for Fred.
Getting an answer right on University Challenge. It was about female comedians. Of course I knew.
My big cleaning frenzy – dusted skirting boards, scrubbed shower curtains and removed dead moths.
Screen printing. Finally!
Seeing Jo in the afternoon for tea and a walk. And hearing about how she mistook her new pregnancy nipples for a finger when she was in bed.
I made a boob pot. And I added my freckles and moles.
Walking past the beautiful homes in Hornsey, as the sun shone.
Baking and cooking. A nut loaf and some biscuits. It’s nice to have a Sunday afternoon alone in the flat and to finally feel like I’m cooking someone good again.
The little squirrel digging away.
My Uber driving singing along to Electric Dreams.
A successful vulva workshop at the Environmenstrual festival. People loved it and it was pretty packed out. I had to find more chairs!
A successful Period Party. Almost £200 raised for Bloody Good Period.
A lovely card and present from Rosie to say thanks for staying in our flat over the weekend.
Getting Cooper to say masturbation, mons pubis and vulva.
Sewing the cute little animals on Freddie’s present.
Being ID-ed for buying scissors in Poundland.
Buying lots of craft stuff and knowing that it’s not my money.
Oinks from Han.
Following a cute dog to work.
Buying all the rainbow fabrics for Freddie’s present and starting my leaf piece.
Malt loaf. It’s so damn good.
Organic fairtrade bananas without the plastic bag! Dilemma over.
I finished my dungarees!
Two half pints in the pub with Jonny after swerving on the busy new bar opening.
A free bunch of asparagus. So of course I immediately ate an entire bunch.
Starting my dungarees
Evening with my old mates. Didn’t leave feeling sad or embarrassed and regretting anything. I’m in a much happier place.
Women sharing their love letters to their vulvas.
Giving myself time to put everything away calmly and as slowly as I wanted.
Smiling in the Uber on the way home, feeling proud of myself for raising another £302 for Bloody Good Period and for bringing sex and vulva positivity to another room of people.
Colouring in for craft hour
Walking for an hour to meet Jen. Under a lovely dusk sky, smiling and focusing on the positive things
A night with Jen. Big Japanese curry and some beer.
The Tracy Emin exhibition at the White Cube. God I love that gallery.
Finishing off my skirt. I did it. I made it. I hand sewed the button holes and I finished it and it looks good.
Rewired the lamp (again). I love doing that.
Photographing the vulvas from last week. They are so fabulous.
Making a skirt. Instead of working.
The storytelling night. Flirting with Matt. Eating cheesy chips. Laughing at good and bad stories.
Sewing a skirt
Watching No Show
Going to a member only bar in Soho that wasn’t in the least bit wanky
Another Roger salad for breakfast
He text me first!
Learning how to weave. I absolutely loved it
Showing off my reindeer. Especially to Keith.
Pleased that he still wants to see me. And not replying to him for ages. And not even feeling the need. Plus he then responded much more! So much better for my self esteem.
Masterbating feutus facts and Harry Potter porn podcasts
Three little things 