My new phone background.
Singing. Choir.
Impromptu Yard Sale pizza with Jonny for dinner.
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Putting up my new screen print in my bedroom.
Going for a walk around the park in the sun, wearing my dungarees and dad’s shirt. I leaned on my favourite tree, walked in the mud and climbed over the fallen tree.
Reading and napping on the sofa.
I made my dungarees fit.
I did a beautiful screen print.
I had a really funny evening celebrating my birthday at Bonningtons with the London Eggs.
New mug. And she looks perfect.
A massage.
And the walk there, along the old railway track. A route I haven’t felt able to walk in a while. So that was nice.
The long awaited canals meeting is over! A big smile of relief to tick that one off.
Delicious bread with olives in. I love olive bread.
A massage with Joy
Light on my living room wall
Lots of walking around the neighborhood in the bright blue sunlight, snuggled up in my coat and scarf, looking at beautiful houses. I can’t describe how lovely it felt to be outside and be walking. It made my heart feel light and fast.
When she postponed the date and I got my Sunday evening back. And taught myself how to darn
Watching a big leafy wind swirl on the way to work. Plus some pretty flowers too.
Feeling so energetic and happy today. When I should be ovulating. I really hope this means the diet is working.
He text!
Sprout, my teeny, tiny niece or nephew. 😍
A massage with Joy.
Picking up a flower on the way to work and having it, bright and happy, on my desk all day.
The smell of the autumn leaves.
I sewed a bib for my friends new baby. I haven’t sewn in a while so that was really nice.
A massage from Joy.
And watching Blue Planet II with the housemates.
Alpaca trek in the morning. So adorable. So soft. So sunny.
Coming home to a very short, old dog.
A massage with Joy. I almost fell asleep.
The Nova Joy plant has flowered! New beautiful joy here we come!
Sitting in the garden, picking weeds with Lauren.
Then chatting to her for quite a while. Looking up Russian dating sites, talking about garden plans (mostly solar powered fairy lights). It was exactly what I needed.
Being out in the garden. Putting my sunflowers outside and planting up some runner beans. Hanging my washing on the line.
The drumming at the park.
That smell of summer. Having the windows wide open. Feeling the warmth of the sun. Lying in the park reading my book. It was a good day. It was a calm and peaceful day.
Impromptu easter egg hunt at work this morning.
Feeling back on track with Hannah
Yoga. For the first time in a long time. And feeling so blissed. There was a moment of just pure joy. Which was made even better because when I first arrived I was pissed that it was a yoga teacher I previously didn’t like. But it was a really great class. Must. Be. More. Open minded.
I’ve finally got the avocado emoji!
Chatting to Jonny in Phnom Penh. He sounds so happy!
I got my tattoo! And it was done by a lovely woman in a bright studio. Joy joy joy!
(Also, because it was a lovely day, there’s more than 3.
The beautiful light coming through the window. The fresh air and the smell of spring.
Texting Joff in Lidl. And him trying out baking.
Dinner and cocktails with Rosie. Coconut oil lols. Sharing stories. )
Joy on my arm
James in the pub
Jo and Jonny and beer on floor 9
A night of knitting, pizza, mulled wine and Christmas songs. Starting with this beautiful pike of unraveled wool.
The fox sauntering down the road after work.
Feeling happy. Really genuinely happy. Like the old me happy.
A spot of sewing, turning a collared shirt into a more simple neckline.
A wander down Exmouth Market, buying nice wine, handmade leather purses, cute cards and mulled wine for two, for a chat with a friend.
Feeling positive. Feeling good. Feeling like it’s all going to be alright. I like myself. I’m proud of myself. I’m doing good.
This sign as I walked to meditation
Skyping with my parents
I had the most amazing, joyful experience at meditation. One that made me believe that it really will help.
Three little things 