Archives for posts with tag: ironing

Ironing the calico and it smelt like unlit Marlborough lights purple that Laura and I used to smoke when we were teenagers.

Buying a new skincare product and desperately hoping to wake up tomorrow with no blackheads 🤣🤞

Starting weaving a new basket with the proper supplies and it’s so much quicker and so much better.

Feeling knowledgeable and part of something in the comms meeting. Also seeing the lovely friend fun side of Simon.

A night to myself. Making lunches, doing ironing, putting up the hook in my room. Actually I was really happy about the hook.

Reading our loud to myself.

Waiting for the bus in the brilliant sunshine. So lovely after weeks of grey.

Pressing the final curtain lining. Thank god! Now I can start sewing.

Voice messages from the Good Eggs. Especially Alec singing chinbone.

The beautiful sky on the walk to work this morning.

New Muji stationery. Whoops. Couldn’t help myself.

Pressing the curtains seams in the living room and hanging out with housemates.


Meditating to the sound of the birds outside my window

Finding a job I want to apply for. And it pays super well too! Accidentally already mentally spent the first month’s salary. 

Ironing. It’s so relaxing. Such smooth sheets. 

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Ironing dogs
Double roast
The best custard. Like, the BEST.